The Dubliners - Dicey Reilly | Текст песни

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Poor aul Dicey Reilly she has taken to the sup
Poor aul Dicey Reilly she will never give it up
It's off each morning to the pub
And then she's in for another little drop
Ah, the heart of the rowl is Dicey Reilly

She walks along Fitzgibbon Street with an independent air
And then it's down by 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

She'll travel far to a dockside bar to have another round
And after one or two or three she doesn't feel quite sound
And after four she's a bit unstable, after five underneath the table
The heart of the rowl is Dicey Riley.

At two, pubs close and out she goes as happy as a lark
She'll find a bench to sleep it off down in St Patrick's Park.
She'll wake at five feeling in the pink and say "Tis time for another little drink."
But the heart of the rowl is Dicey Riley.

Oh they carry her home at twelve o'clock as they do every night
They bring her inside, put her on the bed and then turn out the light.
Next morning she gets out of bed
and looks for a cure for her aching head
But the heart of the rowl is Dicey Riley.