Dublin In The Rare Ould Times (Pete St. John) Raised on songs and stories, heroes of re-known The passing tales and glories that once was Dublin town The hallowed halls and houses, the haunting childrens rhymes That once was Dublin city in the rare ould times [Chorus:] Ring a ring a rosie, as the light declines I remember Dublin city in the rare ould times My name it is Sean Demspey, 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 trades a memory And I courted Peggy Dignan, as pretty as you please A rogue and a child of Mary, from the rebel liberties I lost her to a student chap with a skin as black as coal When he took her off to Birmingham, she took away my soul [Chorus] The years have made me bitter, the gargle dims my brain Cause Dublin keeps on changing and nothing stays the same The Pillar & the Met have gone, the Royal long since pulled down As the great unyielding concrete makes a city of my town [Chorus] Fare thee well sweet Anna Liffey, I can no longer stay And watch the new glass cages, that spring up along the quay My minds too full of memories, too old to hear new chimes Im part of what was Dublin in the rare ould times [Chorus]
Posted on: Thu, 21 Aug 2014 21:30:00 +0000
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