Dublin

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Who does not adore the sound
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Of music in the names of towns
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To build a city on such 
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picturesque ground
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That takes some sort of flair

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We draw a line the ink is fear
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You stay that side we'll stay here
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Its far harder to keep it up
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Than to tear it down

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Does it take you back to the kind of
 world
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Hindsight calls the good old days?
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Now that there's no room in an 
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Einstien world
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For simple cause and effect

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Dub-----lin                
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Dub-----lin
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Home    of       pretty Col-----lens
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Dub-----lin                
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Dub-----lin
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Nurse   of       such   bitter 
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dreams

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Behind the soft and peachy skin
Where D.N.A. or God begin
Where sub-Gaelic rot sets in
With stories from your mother
In myths and less exalted forms
The heady cocktail glory is born
You know it's not a bottled storm
So why do you indulge it

Dublin Dublin home of pretty Collens
Dublin Dublin, nurse of such bitter 
dreams

Em7 E
Thats what my mother told me when I 
was about knee high
Thats what my mother told me when I 
was about knee high
Thats what my mother told me when I 
was about knee high
Thats what my mother told me