[Benoît] oh yeah !

songs/Traditional/Rare_Old_Times.sg

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 \songcolumns{2}
 \beginsong{Rare Old Times}[by=Traditional]
 
+\beginverse
+\[Sol]Raised on songs &\[Do] stor\[Sol]ies
+\[Mim]Heroes of re\[Do]nown
+The\[Sol] passing tales &\[Do] glor\[Sol]ies
+That once was Dublin\[Ré] Town
+The\[Sol] hallowed halls and\[Do] hous\[Sol]es
+The\[Mim] haunting children's\[Do] rhymes
+That\[Sol] once was Dublin\[Do] Ci\[Sol]ty
+In the\[Ré] rare ould\[Sol] times.
+\endverse
+
+\beginchorus
+\[Sol]Ringa Ringa\[Do] Ros\[Sol]ey
+As the\[Mim] light de\[Do]clines
+I'll\[Sol] remember Dublin\[Do] Ci\[Sol]ty
+In the\[Ré] rare ould \[Sol]Times.
+\endchorus
+
+\beginverse
+My name it is Sean Dempsey
+As Dublin as could be
+Born hard & late in Pimlico
+In a house that ceased to be
+My trade I was a cooper
+Lost out to redundancy
+Like my house that fell to progress
+My trades a memory
+\endverse
+
+\beginverse
+I courted Peggy Digman
+As pretty as you please.
+A rage and child of Mary
+from the rebel liberties
+I lost her to a student chap
+With skin as back as coal
+When he took her off to Birmingham
+She took away my soul.
+\endverse
+
+\beginverse
+The years have made me bitter
+The gargle dims me brain
+Cause Dublin keeps on changing
+and Nothing seems the same.
+The Pillar and the Met have gone
+The Royal long since pulled down
+As  the grey unyielding concrete
+Makes a city of my Town.
+\endverse
+
+\beginverse
+Fare thee well sweet Anna Liffey
+I can no longer stay
+And  watch me new glass cages that
+Spring up along me Ouay
+My mind's too full of memories
+Too old to hear new chimes
+l'm a part of what was Dublin
+In the rare ould times.
+\endverse
 
 \endsong