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 childrens' rhymes
That once was Dublin City in the rare ould times
Ring a ring a rosie, as the light declines
I remember Dublin City in the rare ould times
My name it is Sean Dempsey, as Dublin as can be
Born hard 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's a memory
Ring a ring a rosie, as the light declines
I remember Dublin City in the rare ould times
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
Ring a ring a rosie, as the light declines
I remember Dublin City in the rare ould times
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 great unyielding concrete makes a city of my town
Ring a ring a rosie, as the light declines
I remember Dublin City in the rare ould 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 ould times
Ring a ring a rosie, as the light declines
I remember Dublin City in the rare ould times
Dublin in the Rare Old Times
The Dubliners
Dublin Can Be Heaven
Noel Purcell
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