The Rare Old Times

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Ring a ring a rosy, as the 
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light declines,
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I'll remember Dublin City, in the 
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rare old times.

[Verse]
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Raised on songs and stories, 
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heroes of renown,
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the passing tales and glories that
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 once was Dublin Town,
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The hallowed halls and houses, the
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 haunting children's rhymes,
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that once was Dublin City in the 
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rare old times.

[Chorus]
C             F  C  Am         
Ring a ring a rosy, as the 
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light declines,
      C              F     C      
I'll remember Dublin City, in the 
G        C
rare old times.

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[Verse]
My 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 fell to progress,
 my trades a memory.

And I courted Peggy Dignan, as 
pretty as you please,
A rogue and child of Mary, from the 
rebel Liberties,
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.

[Chorus]
C             F  C  Am         
Ring a ring a rosy, as the 
      F
light declines,
      C              F     C      
I'll remember Dublin City, in the 
G        C
rare old times.

[Verse]
The years have made me bitter, the 
gargle dims my brain,
'Cause Dublin keeps on changing, and
 nothing seems the sane.
The Pillar and the Met. have gone, 
the Royal long since pulled down,
As the grey unyielding concrete 
makes a city of my town.

[Chorus]
C             F  C  Am         
Ring a ring a rosy, as the 
      F
light declines,
      C              F     C      
I'll remember Dublin City, in the 
G        C
rare old times.

[Verse]
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, to 
old to hear new chimes,
I'm part of what was Dublin, in the 
rare old times.

[Chorus] x2
C             F  C  Am         
Ring a ring a rosy, as the 
      F
light declines,
      C              F     C      
I'll remember Dublin City, in the 
G        C
rare old times.