Lyrics Rare Auld Times - The High Kings

Rare Auld Times

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 part Dublin in the rare auld times
Ring-a-ring-a-rosey, as the light declines
I remember Dublin City in the rare auld 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 Dignam, as pretty as you please
A rogue and a 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
The years have made me bitter, the gargle dims me brain
For 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
So fare thee well sweet Anna Liffey, I can no longer stay
And watch the new glass cages, spring up along the quay
My mind’s too full of memories, too old to hear new chimes
And once was part of Dublin, in the rare auld times