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