Chords for The High Kings - "Dublin in the Rare Old Times"

[Cm] I learned everything from him.
[F] He would have been celebrating 58 years in the business.
And [Bb] actually, [C] my mom and dad would have celebrated
their [N] 50th anniversary, so I wanted to also do it
for my mother, _ who their anniversary
would have been last Friday.
So it's a lovely song called Dublin in the Rare Earl Times.
You know, I'm gonna sing it for anybody
who has lost a parent, not just my dad.
And it's a beautiful song called
Dublin in the Rare Earl [G] Times.
It's a very, very easy course.
It goes ring-a-ring-a-rosie as the [Dm] light declines.
I [Cm] remember Dublin city [C] in the Rare Earl Times.
I want to hear everybody singing it, okay?
Thank you. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
♪ Recent songs and _ stories, _ heroes of renown ♪
♪ The passing tales and the lones [G] that once was Dublin _ town ♪
[C]
♪ Hallowed halls and houses, _ _ haunting _ children's rhymes _ _ ♪
♪ The smile of Dublin [G] in the Rare [C] Earl Times ♪
♪ Ring-a-ring-a-rosie _ as the light [F] declines ♪
♪ [C] I remember Dublin city _ [G] in the Rare [C] Earl Times _ _ _ ♪ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ ♪ Liberty shall then see as Dublin as can be seen ♪ _
♪ Born hardened [F] in [C]
illico [G] in a house that ceased to be ♪
[C] ♪ I trade I [Fm] was a _
[C] cougar, [Am] lost out to _ [F] redundancy ♪
♪ [C] Like my house that fell through progress [G] ♪
♪ I trade some [C] memory _ and I gore in [F] Paki [C]
Paki Camp ♪
♪ As pretty [F] as you please, [C] a rogue and a child of Mary ♪
♪ [G] From the rebel _ liberties, _
_ _ [C] I lost you to a student chap ♪
♪ [Am] Whose skin as black [F] as coal _ [C] when he took her on [F] _ [C]
Birmingham _ [G] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ ♪
♪ Ring-a-ring-a-rosie as _ the light declines ♪
♪ I _ _ remember Dublin city _ [G] in the _ [C] Rare Earl Times _ _ [F] _ _ [C] ♪ _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [C] ♪ The years have made [F] me [C] bitter, _ the gargles [F] dimmed me brain ♪
[C] ♪ For Dublin _ [F] keeps on [C] changing [G] and nothing _ seems the same ♪
_ [C] ♪ _ Yidder [F] and the [C] Met have gone, [Am] the Royal Office [F] is pulled down [C] ♪
♪ As that crag of [F] yielding [C] on Grease [G] makes the city _ [C] of my town ♪ Everybody!
♪ Ring-a-ring-a _ -rosie as the light [F] _ [C] declines _ _ _ _ _ _ ♪
♪ [G] In the Rare [C] Earl Times _ _ [F] _
_ [C] _ ♪
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♪ [C] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _
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_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
[C] So fare thee well, sweet Anne of Lefene, _ can no longer stay ♪
♪ And watch the new glass _ cages [G] spring out along the quay ♪
[C] ♪ And my city full of memories, [Am] to hold you, give [F] you chimes [C] ♪
♪ He once was part [F] of Dublin [C] in [G] the Rare Earl [C] Times ♪
You're on your own.
Ring-a-ring-a-rosie.
Here we go.
♪ Ring-a-ring-a-rosie _ as the [Dm] light declines ♪
♪ I [C] remember Dublin [F] City _ [G] in the _ Rare [C] Earl Times ♪
All together.
Here we go.
♪ Ring-a-ring-a _ -rosie _ as the [Dm] light _ declines [C] ♪
♪ I remember [F] Dublin City _ [G] in the Rare [C] Earl _ _ _ _ _ _ Times _ _ _ _ _ _ [Fm] _
[C] ♪
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