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Ye Foresters of Dundalk Town and Hibernians from Ardee
No more may shout or rave about your style or quality
Your dancers were the pride of Louth and they are famous still
Against all time will stand sublime, the Soirée on Skull Hill

In the parish of Kilcurry stands this ancient place of fame
And days now gone, seems many a throng add lustre to it's name
When Faughart's sons stood brave with guns to fight for Erin's cause
And gallant men like brave A.M. had earned their applause

The golden light of liberty now breaks round Erin's shore
Crowbar brigade doomed and dismayed will raise their heads no more
The green flag high will always fly, we'll keep it floating still
No more we'll mourn but now return to the Soirée on Skull Hill

The clerk Tom Quinn just then stepped in escorting Brigid Shields
Mulhulland gripped the fiddle light and played the heathery breeze
Lockington's herd hopped like a bird with Maggie on the floor
And Tommy Boyle and his Chinese smile, kept tally at the door

Two beauties fair dressed up so rare from Castletown had come
Miss Fagan's gay in green and grey had marched in from Tiffchrum
Ballregan too hurrah for you up Drumbilla still
You had the bell of that grand swell at the Soirée on Skull Hill

Black Stephen took the leading part combined with Kate O'Hare
Barbara took her place in front with the boy that mends the chairs
Pat and Ciss just had a kiss then took their place again
Peter he swore jumped on the floor and pulled out Mary Jane

Kate Watters danced with all the boys and filled their hearts with joy
Miss Duffy too, I tell to you, she danced with a "post boy"
Joe Reilly played "The White Cockade" with all his might and skill
To keep in line while marking time to the dancing on the Skull Hill

McCormick sang "The Stilly Night" - shades of old Tom Moore
"Kilarney's Lakes Are Beautiful" and "Casey's Cabin Door"
Old Erin's sweetest songs were sung by every girl and boy
Miss Hughes she took the biscuit when she sang "My Names Molloy"

Mrs. Murdoch came to cook the grub, with Mrs. Coburn, T.*
And Joseph helped to carve the ham while Tom went on the spree
And those who didn't pay at all their tummies for to fill
Regret that night, the glorious sight at the Soirée on Skull Hill

The ham was cold and roasted the beef was boiled and raw
The sausages from Tully McKeown would dislocate your jaw
Black puddings, curried liver, tripe, conger eel and cheese
Tomato sauce and cauliflower, and turnip tops and peas

The porter came from James's Gate the minerals from Dundalk
A case of gin brought out by Quin to make the ladies talk
Oh the whiskey came in quarter casks both patent and pot still
The Leap Year Ball was a big wind fall for the boozers on Skull Hill

There were singers from Borea and dancers from Dunleer
For the boys from Carrickrobin the weather didn't fear
The boys and girls from Dromantee and Hiltown got a call
The and choice of Ravensdale and the pride of Faughart all

Up Kilcurry was the motto draped across the hall
Carrickasticken to the front grab old ladies all
They danced the Faughart Lancers, the Dungooley four hand reel
And Rose McGeough she danced you know a jig for Lurgankeel

At seven o'clock next morning when the day did appear
The boys and girls from every part their courses home did steer
Now to conclude and finish up come all ye glasses fill
And drink hurrah Faughart go Brath, and the Soirée on Skull Hill

Written by Willie Hynes.
* Mrs. Thomas Coburn, (the tailor).
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