The Dubliners

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"Come And Join The British Army"

"Come And Join The British Army"


When I was young I used to be
As fine a man as ever you'd see
And the Prince of Wales he said to me
'Come And Join The British Army'

Toora loora loora loo
They're looking for monkeys up in the zoo
And says one if I had a face like you
I'd join the British army

Sarrah came and baked the cake
And sold for poor old Stafely's sake
So I'll throw myself into the lake
Pretending I was barmy

Toora loora loora loo
What make me mind up what to do?
Now I'll work me ticket home to you
And [?] the British army

Sergeant Healy went away
And his wife got in the family way
And the only words that she could say
Was 'Blame the British army'

Toora loora loora loo
Me curse upon the Labour too
That took me darling boy from me
To join the British army

Corporal Sheane has a terrible mouth
Just give him a couple o' jars of stout
And he'll ate the enemy with his mouth
And save the British army

Toora loora loora loo
What made me mind up what to do?
Now I'll work me ticket home to you
And [?] the British army

 

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"Coming Of The Road"

"Coming Of The Road"



Now that our mountain is growing with people hungry for wealth
How come it's you that's a-going
and I'm left all alone by myself?
We used to hunt the cool caverns deep in our forest of green
Then came the road and the tavern and you found a new love it seems

Once I had you and the wildwood, now it's just dusty roads
And I can't help but blamin' your going
On the coming, the coming of the roads

Look how they've cut all to pieces our ancient redwood and oak
And the hillsides are stained with the greases
That burned up the heavens with smoke

You used to curse the bold crewmen
who stripped our earth of its ore
Now you've changed and you've gone over to them
And you've learned to love what you hated before

Once I thanked God for my treasure, now it's just dusty road
And I can't help from blamin' your goin'
To the coming, the coming of the roads.

 

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"Dainty Davy"

"Dainty Davy"


It was in and through the window broads
And a' the tirlie wirlies o't
The sweetest kiss that e'er I got
Was from my Dainty Davie.

[Chorus:]
Oh, leeze me on your curly pow
Dainty Davie, Dainty Davie
Leeze me on your curly pow
My ain dear Dainty Davie.

It was doon amang my Daddy's pease
And underneath the cherry trees
Oh, there he kissed me as he pleased
For he was my ain dear Davie.

[Chorus]

When he was chased by a dragoon
Into my bed he was laid doon
I thought him worthy o' his room
For he's my Dainty Davie.

[Chorus x2]

 

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"Danny Farrell"

"Danny Farrell"




I knew Danny Farrell when his football was a can.
In his hand me down's and wellers and sandwiches of grand,
But now this pave ment pesent, is a full grown bitter man,
With all his trials and troubles, of hes travelling people's clan

He's a looser a boozer, me and you user,
A rater a traitor, peoples police hater,
So lonely and only, what you call a gurrier,
Still now, Danny Farrell he's a man.

I knew Danny Farrell when he joined the national school,
He was lousy at the gaelic, called him amadan and fool
He was briliant at the toss school
Or traiding objects in the pown
By the time he was an adult all his charming ways were gone.

He's a looser a boozer, me and you user,
A rater a traitor, peoples police hater,
So lonely and only, what you call a gurrier,
Still now, Danny Farrell he's a man.

I knew Dannd Farrell when he queued up for the dole,
And he tried to hide his loss of pride,
That eats away the soul,
Mending pots and kettles, is a trade lost in the past.
Theres no hand out's here for tinkeres was the answer when he asked.

He's a looser a boozer, me and you user,
A rater a traitor, peoples police hater,
So lonely and only, what you call a gurrier,
Still now, Danny Farrell he's a man.

I still know Danny Farrell, saw him just there yesterday,
Drinking methylated spirits, with some winos on the quay,
Now he's fourty going on eighty, with his eyes of hope bereft,
And he told me this for certain, theres not many of us left,

He's a looser a boozer, me and you user,
A rater a traitor, peoples police hater,
So lonely and only, what you call a gurrier,
Still now, Danny Farrell he's a man.

 

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"Dicey Reilly"

"Dicey Reilly"




[Chorus:]
Oh poor old Dicey Reilly she has taken to the sup
Oh poor old Dicey Reilly she will never give it up
For it's off each morning to the pop
And then she's in for another little drop
For the heart of the rowl is Dicey Reilly

[Chorus]

Oh she walks along Fitzgibbon street with an independent air
And then it's down be Summerhill and as the people stare
She says it's nearly half past one, and it's time I had another little one
Ah the heart of the rowl is Dicey Reilly

[Chorus]

Long years ago when men were men and fancied May Oblong
Or lovely Beckie Cooper or Maggie's Mary Wong
One woman put them all to shame, just one was worthy of the name
And the name of the dame was Dicey Reilly

[Chorus]

Oh but time went catching up on her like many pretty whores
And it's after you along the street before you're out the door
The balance weighed and they looks all fade, but out of all that great brigade
Still the heart of the rowl is Dicey Reilly

[Chorus]

 

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"Dirty Old Town"

"Dirty Old Town"



I met my love,
By the gas works wall.
Dreamed a dream,
By the old canal.
I kissed my girl,
By the factory wall.

Dirty old town,
Dirty old town.

Clouds are drifting,
Across the moon.
Cats are prowling,
on their beat.
Spring-s-a girl,
From the streets at night.

Dirty old town,
Dirty old town.

I heard a siren,
From the docks.
Saw a train,
Set the night on fire.
Smelled the spring,
On the smoky wind.

Dirty old town,
Dirty old town.

I'm going to make,
Me a good sharp axe;
Shining steel,
Tempered in,
the Fire.
I'll chop you down,
Like an old dead tree.

Dirty old town,
Dirty old town.

I met my love,
By the gas works wall.
Dreamed a dream,
By the old canal.
I kissed my girl,
by the factory wall.

Dirty old town,
Dirty old town.

 

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"Donegal Danny"

"Donegal Danny"




I remember the night that he came in from the wintery cold and damp
A giant of a man in an oilskin coat and the bundle that told he was a tramp
He stood at the bar and he called a pint then turned and gazed at the fire
On a night like this to be safe and dry is my one and only desire.

[Chorus:]
So here's to those that are dead and gone
The friends that I loved dear
And here's to you then I'll bid you adieu
Saying Donegal Danny's been here me boys
Donegal Danny's been here

Then in a voice that was hushed and low he said: Listen I'll tell you a tale
How a man of the sea became a man of the roads and never more will set sail
I've fished out of Howth and Killybegs, Ardglass and Baltimore
But the cruel sea has beaten me and I'll end my days on the shore

[Chorus]

One fateful night in the wind and the rain we set sail from Killybegs town
There were five of us from sweet Donegal and one from County Down
We were fishermen who worked the sea and never counted the cost
But I never thought when that night was done that my fine friends would all be lost

[Chorus]

Then the storm it broke and drove the boat to the rocks about ten miles from shore
As we fought the tide we hoped inside to see our homes once more
Then we struck a rock and holed the bow and all of us knew that she'd go down
So we jumped right into the icy sea and prayed to God we wouldn't drown

But the raging sea was rising still as we struck out for the land
And she fought with all her cruelty to claim that gallant band
By St John's Point in the early dawn I dragged myself on the shore
And I cursed the sea for what she'd done and vowed to sail her never more

[Chorus]

Ever since that night I've been on the road travelling and trying to forget
That awful night I lost all my friends I see their faces yet
And often at night when the sea is high and the rain is tearing at my skin
I hear the cries of drowning men floating over on the wind

[Chorus]

 

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"Down By The Glenside"

"Down By The Glenside"



'Twas down by the Glenside I met an old woman
A plucking young nettles she ne'er saw me coming
I listened a while to the song she was humming
Glory o glory o to the Bold Fenian Men

It's fifty long years since I saw the moon beamin'
On strong manly force, their eyes with hope gleamin'
I see them again through all my sad dreamin'
Glory o glory o to the Bold Fenian Men

Some died by the hillside, some died with the stranger
And wise men have told us their cause was a failure
But they loved their old Ireland and they never feared danger
Glory o glory o to the Bold Fenian Men

I passed on my way, God be praised that I met her
Be life long or short, I will never forget her
We may have brave men but we'll never have better
Glory o glory o to the Bold Fenian Men

'Twas down by the Glenside I met an old woman
A plucking young nettles she ne'er saw me coming
I listened a while to the song she was humming
Glory o glory o to the Bold Fenian Men

 

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"Drink It Up Men"

"Drink It Up Men"



At the pub at the crossroads there's whiskey and beer
There's brandy, strong cognac that's aging for years
But for killing the thirst and for easing the gout
There's nothing at all beats a pint of good stout
Drink it up men it's long after ten

At the pub on the crossroads I first went astray
There I drank enough drink for to fill Galway Bay
Going up in the morning I wore out me shoes
Going up to the cross for the best of good booze
Drink it up men it's long after ten

Some folk's o'er the water think bitter is fine
And others the swear by the juice of the vine
But there's nothing that's squeezed from the grape or the hop
Like the black liquidation with the froth on the top
Drink it up men it's long after ten

I've travelled in England, I've travelled in France
At the sound of good music I'll sing or I'll dance
So hear me then mister and pour me one more
If I can't drink it up, then throw me out the door
Drink it up men it's long after ten

It's Guinness's porter that has me this way
For it's sweeter than buttermilk and stronger then tea
And when in the morning I feel kind a rough
Me curse on lord Iveagh who brews the damn stuff
Drink it up men it's long after ten
Drink it up men it's long after ten

 

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"Easy And Slow"

"Easy And Slow"



It was down by Christ Church that I first met with Annie
A neat little girl and not a bit shy
She told me her father had come from Dungallen
And would take her back home in the sweet bye and bye

And what's that to any man, whether or no
Whether I'm easy, or whether I'm true
As I lifted her petticoat, easy and slow
And I tied up my sleeve for to buckle her shoe

All down the way Thomas Street, down to the levy
The sunlight was gone, and the evening grew dark
Along Whitemans Bridge, and by God in a jiffy
My arms were around her, beyond in the park

And what's that to any man, whether or no
Whether I'm easy, or whether I'm true
As I lifted her petticoat, easy and slow
And I tied up my sleeve for to buckle her shoe

Oh, from city or country, a girl is a jewel
And well made for grippin', the most of the while
But any young fellow is really a fool
If he tries at the first time to go a bit far

And what's that to any man, whether or no
Whether I'm easy, or whether I'm true
As I lifted her petticoat, easy and slow
And I tied up my sleeve for to buckle her shoe

And if ever ye´ go, to the town of Dungallen
You can search ´till your eyeballs are empty and blind
Be you lyin´ or walking or sitting or running
A girl like Annie you´ll never find

And what's that to any man, whether or no
Whether I'm easy, or whether I'm true
As I lifted her petticoat, easy and slow
And I tied up my sleeve for to buckle her shoe