Dublin City Ramblers - The Craic and the Porter Black | Текст песни

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• Dublin City Ramblers
• The Craic and the Porter Black

Oh I am a true born Dublin man
C D
From the Liffey side I hail
G
And the motte says I'm the quarest one
C D G
This side of Mountjoy jail

D C G
Chorus: For I love the craic and the porter black
D
In those pubs of high renown
G
There is not a place in the whole wide world
C D G
Like dear old Dublin town

Verse 2: When I was young and in my prime
Oh my banjo I would play
All around in the pubs in the Liberties
From noon until the break of day

Chorus:

Verse 3: On Friday night it's my delight
When my weekly toil is done
The motte and me go on the town
To sing and dance and have some fun

Chorus:

Verse 4: Now a Dublin man is staunch and true
He's hearty and he's hail
He's a real true blue like me and you
If you need him he won't fail

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