This new fair of North Cork that I went up to see
It was held in a village they call Boherbue
We had motors and lorries and cattle galore
And all public houses were thronged to the door

When I entered the village my face turned pale
When I saw all the things that were offered for sale
Deals were made quick and prices were big
But no one had come there to purchase a pig

In front of Maige Andy's we had pigs in a rail
Over at the barrack there were turkeys for sale
Back at the chapel we had praties and oats
And a man from Corraguans with a couple of goats

The village was heaving with many strange scenes
Then a ballad singer started outside Mrs Breen's
I saw the blind fiddler slowly poking his way
in front of Mike Casey's he started to play

They made a mistake the greatest of all
They forgot to get keys to open the hall
We had a fine bunch of young ladies the finest i've seen
from Ballydesmond, Newmarket and Glashakinleen

Out in the day I went for a few halves
The farmers were smiling after selling their calves
There was one fellow inside and his pockets were full
He got thirty pounds for a black polly bull