dublin in the rare auld times (4/4)

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1:] Raised on songs and stor-ies,    heroes of renown 
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The passing tales and glories that once was Dublin Town
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The hallowed halls and hou-ses, the haunting chil-drens rhymes 
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That once was Dublin City in the rare ould times 

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Ring a ring a ros - ie,        as the light de-clines 
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I re-member Dublin City in the rare ould times 

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2:] My name it is Sean Demp-sey,      as Dublin as can be 
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Born hard and late in Pimlico, in a house that ceased to be 
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By trade I was a coo- per, lost out to re-dun-dan-cy 
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Like my house that fell to progress, my trade's a memory 

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And I courted Peggy Dig-nan,   as pretty as you’d please 
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A rogue and child of Mary, from the rebel Liber-ties 
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I lost her to a student chap, with skin as black as coal 
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When he took her off to Birmingham, he took away my soul  Refrein:

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3:] The years have made me bit - ter, the gargle dims me brain 
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Cause Dublin keeps on changing, and nothing seems the same 
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The Pillar and the Met have gone, the Royal long since pulled down 
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As the grey un-yielding concrete, makes a city of my town  Refrein:

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4:] Fare thee well sweet Anna Lif - fey,     I can no longer stay 
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And watch the new glass cages, that spring up along the quay 
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My mind's too full of memo-ries, too old to hear new chimes 
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I'm part of what was Dublin, in the rare ould times