Chords for The Dubliners - Dublin In The Rare Old Times-HQ
Tempo:
121.6 bpm
Chords used:
G
C
D
Em
Bm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[D] [G]
Raised on songs [C] and [G] stories, heroes of [Em] renown, [G] the passing tales [C] and [G] glories that [D] once was [Bm] Dublin town.
[G] The hallowed halls and houses, the haunting children's [Em] rhymes that [G] once was part [C] of Dublin
[G] in [D] the rare [G] old times.
Ring-a-ring-a [C] -rosie, as the light [Em] declines, I remember [G] Dublin city [D] in the rare [G] old times.
Oh, me name, it is [C] Sean [G] Dempsey, Dublin as could [Em] be.
[G] Born hard and late in [C] [G] Pimlico, in a [D] house [C] that ceased [Bm] to be.
By [G] trade I was [C] a [G] cooper, lost out to [Em] redundancy.
[G] Like my house that fell to [C] progress, [A] my trades a [G] memory.
And I courted [C] Peggy [G] Dignan, as pretty as [Em] you please.
[G] A rogue and a child of Mary, from the [D] rebel [G] [Bm] liberties.
[G] I lost her too, a [C] student [G] chap, with skin as black [Em] as coal.
When [G] he took her off to [C] Birmingham, [D] she took away [G] my soul.
Ring-a-ring-a -rosie, as the light [Em] declines, I [G] remember Dublin [C] city [G] in [D] the rare [G] old times.
Oh, the years have made me [C] bitter, [A]
[G] the gargle dims [E] me brain.
[Em] [G] Because Dublin keeps on changing, and [D] nothing [C] seems [Bm] the same.
[D] [G] The pillar and [C] the met have [G] gone, the royal long since pulled [Em] down.
As the [G] grey unyielding [C] concrete [G] [D] makes the city of [G] my town.
Ring-a-ring [C]-a -rosie, as the light [Em] declines, I [G] remember Dublin city [D] in the rare [G] old times.
Fare thee well, sweet [C] [G] Anneleafy, I can no longer [Em] stay.
[G] And watch the new glass cages that [D] spring up along [Bm] the quay.
[D] My [G] mind's too full of [C] [G] memories, too old to hear new [Em] chimes.
[G] I'm a part of what was [C] Dublin in [D] the rare [G] old times.
Ring-a-ring [C]-a [G]-rosie, as the light [Em] declines, I [G] remember Dublin [C] city [G] in [D] the rare [G] old times.
Ring-a-ring [C]-a [G]-rosie, as the light [Em] declines, I remember Dublin [C] city
[G] in [D] the rare old [G] times.
[E]
[N]
Raised on songs [C] and [G] stories, heroes of [Em] renown, [G] the passing tales [C] and [G] glories that [D] once was [Bm] Dublin town.
[G] The hallowed halls and houses, the haunting children's [Em] rhymes that [G] once was part [C] of Dublin
[G] in [D] the rare [G] old times.
Ring-a-ring-a [C] -rosie, as the light [Em] declines, I remember [G] Dublin city [D] in the rare [G] old times.
Oh, me name, it is [C] Sean [G] Dempsey, Dublin as could [Em] be.
[G] Born hard and late in [C] [G] Pimlico, in a [D] house [C] that ceased [Bm] to be.
By [G] trade I was [C] a [G] cooper, lost out to [Em] redundancy.
[G] Like my house that fell to [C] progress, [A] my trades a [G] memory.
And I courted [C] Peggy [G] Dignan, as pretty as [Em] you please.
[G] A rogue and a child of Mary, from the [D] rebel [G] [Bm] liberties.
[G] I lost her too, a [C] student [G] chap, with skin as black [Em] as coal.
When [G] he took her off to [C] Birmingham, [D] she took away [G] my soul.
Ring-a-ring-a -rosie, as the light [Em] declines, I [G] remember Dublin [C] city [G] in [D] the rare [G] old times.
Oh, the years have made me [C] bitter, [A]
[G] the gargle dims [E] me brain.
[Em] [G] Because Dublin keeps on changing, and [D] nothing [C] seems [Bm] the same.
[D] [G] The pillar and [C] the met have [G] gone, the royal long since pulled [Em] down.
As the [G] grey unyielding [C] concrete [G] [D] makes the city of [G] my town.
Ring-a-ring [C]-a -rosie, as the light [Em] declines, I [G] remember Dublin city [D] in the rare [G] old times.
Fare thee well, sweet [C] [G] Anneleafy, I can no longer [Em] stay.
[G] And watch the new glass cages that [D] spring up along [Bm] the quay.
[D] My [G] mind's too full of [C] [G] memories, too old to hear new [Em] chimes.
[G] I'm a part of what was [C] Dublin in [D] the rare [G] old times.
Ring-a-ring [C]-a [G]-rosie, as the light [Em] declines, I [G] remember Dublin [C] city [G] in [D] the rare [G] old times.
Ring-a-ring [C]-a [G]-rosie, as the light [Em] declines, I remember Dublin [C] city
[G] in [D] the rare old [G] times.
[E]
[N]
Key:
G
C
D
Em
Bm
G
C
D
_ _ [D] _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ _ Raised on songs [C] and _ [G] stories, _ heroes of [Em] renown, _ [G] the passing tales [C] and [G] glories that [D] once was [Bm] Dublin town. _
_ [G] The hallowed halls and houses, the haunting children's [Em] rhymes that [G] once was part [C] of Dublin
_ [G] in [D] the rare [G] old times. _
_ _ Ring-a-ring-a [C] _ _ -rosie, as the light [Em] _ declines, I remember [G] _ Dublin city _ [D] in the _ rare [G] old times. _
_ Oh, me name, it is [C] Sean _ [G] Dempsey, _ Dublin as could [Em] be.
_ [G] Born hard and late in [C] _ [G] Pimlico, in a [D] house [C] that ceased [Bm] to be. _
By [G] trade I was [C] a [G] cooper, lost out to _ [Em] redundancy. _ _
[G] Like my house that fell to [C] _ progress, [A] my trades a [G] memory. _ _ _
_ And I courted _ [C] Peggy _ [G] Dignan, as pretty as [Em] you please.
_ _ [G] A rogue and a child of Mary, from the [D] rebel [G] _ [Bm] liberties. _
_ [G] I lost her too, a [C] student [G] chap, with skin as black [Em] as coal.
When [G] he took her off to [C] Birmingham, _ [D] she took away [G] my soul. _
_ _ Ring-a-ring-a _ -rosie, _ as the light [Em] _ declines, I [G] remember Dublin [C] city _ [G] in [D] the rare [G] old times. _
_ _ Oh, the years have made me [C] _ bitter, [A] _
[G] the gargle dims [E] me brain.
[Em] _ _ [G] Because Dublin keeps on changing, and [D] nothing _ [C] seems [Bm] the same.
[D] _ [G] The pillar and [C] the met have [G] gone, the royal long since pulled [Em] down. _
As the [G] grey unyielding [C] concrete [G] _ [D] makes the city of [G] my town. _
_ _ Ring-a-ring [C]-a _ -rosie, _ as the light [Em] _ declines, I [G] remember _ Dublin city _ [D] in the rare _ [G] old times. _
_ Fare thee well, sweet _ [C] _ _ [G] Anneleafy, I can no longer [Em] stay.
_ [G] And watch the new glass cages that [D] spring up _ along [Bm] the quay. _
[D] My [G] mind's too full of [C] _ [G] memories, too old to hear new [Em] chimes. _
[G] I'm a part of what was [C] Dublin _ in [D] the rare [G] old times. _ _
_ Ring-a-ring [C]-a _ [G]-rosie, _ as the light [Em] declines, I [G] remember Dublin [C] city _ [G] in [D] the rare _ [G] old times. _ _
Ring-a-ring [C]-a _ [G]-rosie, _ as the light [Em] _ declines, I remember Dublin [C] city _
[G] in [D] the rare _ _ old [G] _ times.
_ [E] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [N] _
_ _ _ Raised on songs [C] and _ [G] stories, _ heroes of [Em] renown, _ [G] the passing tales [C] and [G] glories that [D] once was [Bm] Dublin town. _
_ [G] The hallowed halls and houses, the haunting children's [Em] rhymes that [G] once was part [C] of Dublin
_ [G] in [D] the rare [G] old times. _
_ _ Ring-a-ring-a [C] _ _ -rosie, as the light [Em] _ declines, I remember [G] _ Dublin city _ [D] in the _ rare [G] old times. _
_ Oh, me name, it is [C] Sean _ [G] Dempsey, _ Dublin as could [Em] be.
_ [G] Born hard and late in [C] _ [G] Pimlico, in a [D] house [C] that ceased [Bm] to be. _
By [G] trade I was [C] a [G] cooper, lost out to _ [Em] redundancy. _ _
[G] Like my house that fell to [C] _ progress, [A] my trades a [G] memory. _ _ _
_ And I courted _ [C] Peggy _ [G] Dignan, as pretty as [Em] you please.
_ _ [G] A rogue and a child of Mary, from the [D] rebel [G] _ [Bm] liberties. _
_ [G] I lost her too, a [C] student [G] chap, with skin as black [Em] as coal.
When [G] he took her off to [C] Birmingham, _ [D] she took away [G] my soul. _
_ _ Ring-a-ring-a _ -rosie, _ as the light [Em] _ declines, I [G] remember Dublin [C] city _ [G] in [D] the rare [G] old times. _
_ _ Oh, the years have made me [C] _ bitter, [A] _
[G] the gargle dims [E] me brain.
[Em] _ _ [G] Because Dublin keeps on changing, and [D] nothing _ [C] seems [Bm] the same.
[D] _ [G] The pillar and [C] the met have [G] gone, the royal long since pulled [Em] down. _
As the [G] grey unyielding [C] concrete [G] _ [D] makes the city of [G] my town. _
_ _ Ring-a-ring [C]-a _ -rosie, _ as the light [Em] _ declines, I [G] remember _ Dublin city _ [D] in the rare _ [G] old times. _
_ Fare thee well, sweet _ [C] _ _ [G] Anneleafy, I can no longer [Em] stay.
_ [G] And watch the new glass cages that [D] spring up _ along [Bm] the quay. _
[D] My [G] mind's too full of [C] _ [G] memories, too old to hear new [Em] chimes. _
[G] I'm a part of what was [C] Dublin _ in [D] the rare [G] old times. _ _
_ Ring-a-ring [C]-a _ [G]-rosie, _ as the light [Em] declines, I [G] remember Dublin [C] city _ [G] in [D] the rare _ [G] old times. _ _
Ring-a-ring [C]-a _ [G]-rosie, _ as the light [Em] _ declines, I remember Dublin [C] city _
[G] in [D] the rare _ _ old [G] _ times.
_ [E] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [N] _
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