Fairmount Hill
Dropkick Murphys Lyrics


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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

I dreamt I'd fought a violent war for the hand of this darling gal
Against an angry jealous foe by the name of Danny Gill




The clock it rang in the morning, it rang both loud and shrill
When I awoke in California, many miles from Fairmount Hill

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Dropkick Murphys's song Fairmount Hill are poetic and evoke a sense of nostalgia and longing for a simpler time. The singer speaks of a dream he had where he travels to Boston and visits Fairmount Hill, a place where he had many fond memories. The dream takes him to a parish church on Thatcher, a mile from Fairmount Hill, where he sees old friends, including the odd broker Hughes, and revisits his first love, Miss Bazo Bailey, who is still as white as any lily and as gentle as a dove.


The dream takes a dramatic turn as the singer imagines himself fighting a violent war for Miss Bazo Bailey's hand against an angry, jealous foe named Danny Gill. The dream is abruptly interrupted by the ringing of a clock, signaling the end of the dream and the singer's awakening in California, many miles from Fairmount Hill.


The song is a tribute to the Irish-American community in Boston and the struggles they faced as immigrants. It speaks of the importance of community, love, and nostalgia for the past. The song's lyrics are accompanied by energetic Irish rock music, which further highlights the song's themes.


Line by Line Meaning

Last night as I lay dreaming of pleasant days gone by
The singer is reminiscing on past happy memories while asleep


My mind was bent on rambling to Boston I did fly
The singer dreamt about going to Boston and followed that dream


I stepped on board a vision and I followed with the wind
The singer followed a dream/blind ambition without a fixed path


When next I came to anchor at the rocks on Fairmount Hill
The artist landed in Fairmount Hill after following their blind ambition


It was on the 23rd of June the day before the fair
Referring to a specific date and event in Boston


When Boston's sons and daughters and friends assembled there
People from Boston gathered for the event


The young, the old, the brave, and the bold
All types of people attended the event


Came their duty to fulfill
They had an obligation/purpose to be there


At the parish church on Thatcher, a mile from Fairmount Hill
The event was at a specific church near Fairmount Hill


I went to see old friends there, to see what they might say
The artist went to the event to see old friends


The old ones were all dead and gone, the young ones turning gray
The singer's old friends were either dead or aging


I met the broker Hughes, he's as odd as ever still
The artist ran into a strange friend who is still the way they always were


See I used to crash at his mother's house, when I hung on Fairmount Hill
The singer used to stay at this friend's parent's house in Fairmount Hill


I paid a flying visit to my first and only love
The singer briefly visited their first and only love


She's as white as any lily, and as gentle as a dove
The singer's first love is pure and kind


She threw her arm around me saying, 'Andy I love you still'
The artist's first love still loves and cares for them


Oh, she's one miss Bazo Bailey, the pride of Fairmount Hill
The artist's first love is a woman named Bazo Bailey who is well regarded in Fairmount Hill


I dreamt I'd fought a violent war for the hand of this darling gal
The singer dreamt they fought for Bazo Bailey's affection


Against an angry jealous foe by the name of Danny Gill
The singer dreamt they fought against someone named Danny Gill who was jealous and hostile


The clock it rang in the morning, it rang both loud and shrill
The artist wakes up to a loud alarm or ringing clock


When I awoke in California, many miles from Fairmount Hill
The artist wakes up in California far away from Fairmount Hill




Lyrics © SPIRIT TWO SMA
Written by: Alexander Barr, James P. Lynch, Kenneth W. Casey, Marc John Orrell, Mathew E. Kelly, Timothy John Brennan

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