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Dublin In The Rare Old Times

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Raised on songs and stories, heroes of renown,
The passing tales and glories, that once was Dublin town;
The hallowed halls and houses, the haunting children's rhymes,
That once was Dublin city in the rare old times.

Ring-a-ring-a-rosie as the light declines,
I remember Dublin city in the rare old times.

Oh, my name it is Sean Dempsey, as Dublin as can be,
Born hard and late in Pimlico, in a house that ceased to be;
By trade I was a cooper, lost out to redundancy,
Like my house that fell to progress, my trade to memory.

I courted Peggy Diegnan, as pretty as you please,
Oh, a rogue and a child of Mary from the rebel Liberties;
I lost her to a student chap, with skin as black as coal,
When he took her off to Birmingham, she took away my soul.

Ring-a-ring-a-rosie as the light declines,
I remember Dublin city in the rare old times.

The years have made me bitter, the gargle dims my brain,
For Dublin keeps on changin', and nothing seems the same;
The Pillar and the Met are gone, the Royal long since pulled down,
As the gray unyielding concrete makes a city of our town.

Ring-a-ring-a-rosie as the light declines,
I remember Dublin city in the rare old times.

Fare thee well, sweet Anna Liffey, I can no longer stay,
And watch the new glass cages that spring up along the Quay;
My mind's too full of memories, too old to hear new chimes,
I'm part of what was Dublin, in the rare old times.

Ring-a-ring-a-rosie as the light declines,
I remember Dublin city in the rare old times.
Ring-a-ring-a-rosie as the light declines,
I remember Dublin city in the rare old times.

####.... Pete St. John. Arranged by Ryan's Fancy (Irish Love Songs ©1982, Boot Records) ....####

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[C] Raised on songs and [F] stories, [C] he-[Am] roes of [F] renown,
The [C] passing [Em] tales and [F] glories, that [G] once was Dublin town;
The [C] hallowed [F] halls and [C] houses, the [Am] haunting children's [F] rhymes,
That [C] once was [Em] Dublin city [F] in the [G7] rare ould [C] times.

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