Chords for Dublin In The Rare Ould Times + On Screen Lyrics - Danny Doyle

_ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ [F] _
_ [C] _ _ Raised _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [C] _ _ [G] on songs [F] and _ _ _ [Am] stories, [C] heroes of renown, _ Are the passing [G] days [F] and _ [C] glories,
[G] That once was Dublin [Em] [G] town. _
_ _ [C] The hallowed halls [F] and [C] houses,
_ [Am] The haunting _ _ [Am]
children's rhymes, [C] That once [G] was part of Dublin _ [C] in the [G] rare _ hour. _ _ _ _
Ring [G]-a-ring [F] _ [C] Rosie, _ [Am] _
as the [C] light [C] _ declines, I remember [G] _ Dublin [F] city [C] _
in the rare _ _ time.
[G] _ My [F] _ _ [C] _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
[C] _ name [G] it is [F] John _ [C]
Dempsey, _ [Am] as Dublin as [F] can be,
[C] Born [G] hard and late [F]
in [C] Pimlico, [G] in a house that seems [Em] to be.
[G] _ _ [C] By [G] trade I was [F] a [C] cooper, [Am] lost out to _ [Am] redundancy, _ _ [C] Like my house that [G] fell [F] to _ [C] progress,
[G] I trade for [Em] memory.
_ [C] _
_ And I [G] could [F] beg you, _
[C] Dignan, _ [Am] as pretty [F] as you _ [C] please,
Oh, a road and a [G]
child [F] of [C] Mary, [G] from the rebel _ _ _ Liberties.
_ [C] I lost her [G] to [F] a [C] student lad, [Am]
with skin as black as gold,
[C] When he took [G] her off [F] to [C] Birmingham, _ _ [G] she took away [C] my soul.
_ _ _ [G] Ring-a-ring [F] _ [C] Rosie, _ [Am] _ as the [C] light _ declines, I remember [G] _
Dublin [F] city [C] _ [G] in the rare _ _ [C] hour.
_ [G] _ _ [F] _
But [C] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ [C] the years [G] have made me [F] _ [C] bitter, _ [Am] the drink has dimmed [C] my _ brain,
For Dublin [G] keeps [F] on [C] changing, _
[G] _ and nothing seems [Em] the [G] same.
_ _ [C] The [G] Metropole [F] and Pillar [C] are gone, [Am] the [C] Royal long since [Am] pulled down,
As the grey _ [G]
unyielding [F] concrete, [C] _ [G] makes the city of my [C] _ town. _ _ _
_ [G] So fare thee well, [C] my Annalise B, [Am]
I can no longer [F] _ stay, _
[C] And watch [G] the new [F] glass _ [C]
cages, [G] that rise up along [G] the quay.
_ _ [C] My [G] mind's too [F] full of _ _ [C] memories, [Am] to hold dear new _ chimes,
[C] I'm a part [G] of what was [F] Dublin, [C] _ [G] in the rare _ _ [C] old time. _ _ _
Ring-a-ring [F] _ Rosie, [Am] _
_ as the light [F] _ declines, I [C] remember _ [C] Dublin city _ in [G] the _ rare old times.
_ Ring-a [F]-ring _ [Am] Rosie, _ as the light [F] _ _ declines, [C] I remember _ Dublin [F] city _ in [G] the _ rare [C] old [C] times. _
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