Fairmount Hill Lyrics - Dropkick Murphys

Last night as I lay dreaming of pleasant days gone by 

My mind was bent on rambling to Boston I did fly 

I stepped on board a vision and I followed with the wind 

When next I came to anchor at the rocks on Fairmount Hill 

It was on the 23rd of June the day before the fair 

When Boston's sons and daughters and friends assembled there 

The young, the old, the brave, and the bold 

Came their duty to fulfill 

At the parish church on Thatcher, a mile from Fairmount Hill 

I went to see old friends there, to see what they might say 

The old ones were all dead and gone, the young ones turning gray 

I met the broker Hughes, he's as odd as ever still 

See I used to crash at his mother's house, when I hung on Fairmount Hill 

I paid a flying visit to my first and only love 

She's as white as any lily, and as gentle as a dove 

She threw her arm around me saying, "Andy I love you still" 

Oh, she's one miss Bazo Bailey, the pride of Fairmount Hill