We are but young fellows and we're fond of sport And to Lauragh Cross we are sure to resort We went through this wood that was ever so green And we break out across in Lar Foley's Boreen. When we reached the spot it was late in the night They were kissing and courting to our great delight We had some down from Canty and more from Keereen And they all came up courting to Foley's Boreen. I went down the road and I met Jackie Ryan Atop coat on his shoulder and he was near crying Says Jackie to me I suppose you didn't see Mary Wallace at Walsh's round Foley's Boreen. We have sure Jack Donnell and he will do his rounds And Michael Ahearne would cover some ground Oh, Poor Patrick so quiet and serene Sure his meeting his coleen in Foley's Boreen Jack Foley comes down from the top of the hill He is courting May Purcell with a great deal of skill He comes down each night and he thinks hes not seen By the crowd that are courting in Foley's Boreen. We have Cathy Landers and Bourke from the town They come up from the cross to the bridge to sit down Pats Gambon comes down like a lad of sixteen Trying to do out young Bourke in Lar Foley's Boreen. Bridie Maher comes down and she stands at the cross She looks towards Dungarvan and sometimes towards Ross Moroney comes out on his flying machine and they both go up courting to Foley's Boreen. Monny Foley comes down and is smoking his pipe He is meeting Minnie Barrett shes his heart's delight Oh, Poor Minnie he thinks she's too green She's a not fit to go courting in Foley's Boreen. We have Cathy Landers and wise Hanna Doyle And Bridie Maher Comes there in grand style Oh, Boys there the finest that ever you've seen You will meet them each night in Lar Foley's Boreen. Now before I conclude I have one word to say I met with Lar Foley in Whitechurch today Begor sure says Lar what the hell do ye mean By this tossing and tumbling in my old Boreen. 
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