I had an argument the other day with a guy from Oscaloo.
He was braggin' 'bout his old home town. Says I to him: "What to do?"
I got hot right under the collar. To that scholar I did holler…

I was born down on "A" Street, raised up on "B" Street
Southie is my home town.
There's something about it. Permit me to shout it:
We're tough from miles around. [or, "They're the tops for miles around."]

We have doctors and scrappers, preachers and flappers,
And men from the old County Down
Say they'll take you and break you, but never forsake you.
In Southie, my home town.