Sung to the same tune as “Nell Flaherty’s Drake,” “Bold Thady Quill” is an amusing tale of a Corkman’s Corkman — hurler, rover, loved by the ladies. What’s not to like about him?
Ye maids of Duhallow who’re anxious for courting A word of advice I will give unto ye Proceed to Banteer to the athletic sporting And hand in your names to the club committee And never commence any sketch on your programme ’Till the carriage you see flyin’ over the hill Right on through the valleys and glens of Kilcorney With our own darling sportsman the bold Thady Quill For ramblin’, for rovin’, for football or courtin’ Or drinkin’ black porter as fast as you’d fill In all your days rovin’ you’ll find none so jovial As our Muskerry1 sportsman, the bold Thady Quill At the great hurling match between Cork and Tipperary ’Twas played in the park on the banks of the Lee Our own darlin’ lads were afraid of being beaten So they sent for bold Thady to Ballinagree He hurled the ball right and left in their faces And showed the Tipperary men action and skill If they touched on his lines he would certainly brain them And the papers were full of the praise of Thade Quill At the Cork Exhibition there was a fair lady Whose fortune exceeded a million or more But a bad constitution had ruined her completely And medical treatment had failed o’er and o’er “Oh mother,” says she, “sure I know what will ease me And cure this disease that will certainly kill: Give over your doctors and medical treatment — I’d rather one squeeze out of bold Thady Quill!”
- Muskerry is a region of Cork, historicaly divided into the old baronies of East and West Muskerry. Here’s Wikipedia on Baron Muskerry. ↩