The Rare Old Times

Chorus C F C Am F ring a ring a rosy , as the light declines , C F C G C i’ll remember dublin city , in the rare old times . C F C Am F raised on songs and stories , heroes of renown , C F C G G7 the passing tales and glories that once was dublin town , C F C Am F the hallowed halls and houses , the haunting children’s rhymes , C F C G7 C that once was dublin city in the rare old times . Chorus 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 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 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