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Rare Ould Times Tab

by Flogging Molly


Intro: strum a D chord for two bars


                                         
Raised on songs and stor-ies, heroes of renown
                                     
Ah, the passing tales and glor-ies that once was Dublin town
                                                     
The hallowed halls and hous-es, the haunting childrens' rhymes
                                           
That once was part of Dublin in the rare ould times

(chorus)
                                   
Ring a ring a ro-sey, as the light de-clines
                                        
I re-member Dublin city in the rare ould times


Tempo change

                                                
Well my name it is Sean Demp-sey, as Dublin as can be
                                  
Born hard and late in Pimli-co, in a house that ceased to be

(enter electric guitar)
                                            
By trade I was a coo-per, lost out to redundan-cy
                                                    
Like my house that fell to progress, my trade's a memo-ry


                                           
And I courted Peggy Dig-nam, as pretty as you please
                                  
A rogue and child of Ma-ry, 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 bit-ter, the gargle dims me brain
                                  
Cause Dublin keeps on chang-ing, 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)

(interlude, the chords are the same as the chorus ans a verse)

                                                
Fare thee well sweet Anna Li-ffey, I can no longer stay
                                  
And watch the new glass ca-ges, that spring up along the quay
                                                  
My mind's too full of memo-ries, too old to hear new chimes
(slow here)
                                             
I'm a part of what was Dublin, in the rare ould times

(chorus 2x)