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Rare Auld Times (Live)
And this next song is about our home town
And I'm sure there's a lot of Dubliners in tonight
Would I be right?
And, uh, it tells the story of a young man who's growing up in the 50's and 60's
And he grew up in a place, it was the south side of the liffy
And it was called Pimlico
And he fell in love with a girl from the Liberties
And, uh, he really really loved his town, Dublin Town
But slowly and surely he saw it become a city, before his eyes
And he, you know, he just couldn't take it anymore
So he was like, you know what, I'm just going to leave here
I just, I can't do it anymore so he headed off
And, uh, every time he goes out for a drink or he meets friends
He always likes to reminisce about Dublin in the Rare Auld Times
Raised on songs and stories
Heroes of renown
The passing tales and the lorries
That once was Dublin Town
The hallowed haunts and houses
The haunting children's rhymes
That once was part of Dublin in the rare auld times
Ring a ring a rosie
As the light declines
I remember Dublin City in the rare auld times
Me 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 to progress
My trade's a memory
And I courted Peggy Dican
As pretty as you please
A rogue and a child of Mary
From the rebel Liberties
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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 auld times
The years have made me bitter
The gargoyles stint me brain
For Dublin keeps on changing
And nothing seems the same
The pillar and the metal gone
The royal long since plulled down
As that grey unyielding concrete
Makes a city of my town
Ring a ring a rosie
As the light declines
I remember Dublin City in the rare auld times
So fare thee well sweet Anne Molify
The candle on the stair
And watch the milkglass cages
Spring up along the cave
My mind's too full of memories
To want to hear new chimes
I once was part of Dublin in the rare auld times
Now it's your turn, let me here you, come on!
Ring a ring a rosie
As the light declines
I remember Dublin City in the rare auld times
Beautiful!
Ring a ring a rosie
As the light declines
I remember Dublin City in the rare auld times
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