THE RARE OULD TIMES
(Pete St. john)

Recorded by:

Band of an Garda Siochana; Colcannon; Dana; Roly Daniels; 
Danny Doyle; Dublin City Ramblers; The Dubliners; Flogging Molly; 
Red Hurley; Tony Kenny; James Last; The Likes of Reilly; 
New Ireland Orch.; Dermot O'Brien; Mary O'Brien; Jimmy O'Byrne; 
Daniel O'Donnell; Patsy Watchorn; Poteen; The Wild Irish Rovers.

		

Raised on songs and stories,
Heroes of renown,
The passing tales and glories
That once was Dublin Town.
The hallowed halls and houses,
The haunting childrens rhymes
That once was Dublin City
In the rare ould times.

Chorus
Ring a ring a rosey
As the light declines
I remember Dublin City
In the rare ould times.

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 trade’s 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

The years have made me bitter,
The gargle's dimmed me brain,
'Cause Dublin keeps on changing,
And nothing seems the same.
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

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,
Too old to hear new chimes,
I'm part of what was Dublin,
In the rare ould times.

Chorus