The Rare Old Times Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Intro 1]
[G][C][G][D][G][C][G]

[Verse 1]
Raised on songs [C]and stor[G]ies,
heroes of [Em]renown
[G]The passing tales and [C]glor[G]ies that
[D]Once was Dublin [Bm]Town[D]
[G]The hallowed halls and[C] houses[G]
The haunting children's [Em]rhymes
[G]That once was part [C]Dublin [G]in
The [D]rare old times
[G]

[Verse 2]
Ring-a-ring a-rosey,
as as [C]as [G]as the light decli[Em]nes
I re[G]member Dublin [C]City [G]in
[Bm]the [D]rare old times[G]

[Verse 3]
My [G]name, it is Sean [C]Demp[G]sey
As Dublin as can [Em]be
Born [G]hard and late [C]in Pimlico [G]in
A [D]house that ceased to [Bm]be[D]
By [G]trade I was [C]a cooper[G]
Lost out to redund[Em]ancy
Like my [G]house that fell to [C]progress[G]
My [D]trade's [G]a memory
Ring-a-ring a-rosey,
as as [C]as [G]as the light decli[Em]nes
I re[G]member Dublin [C]City
[G]in [D]the rare old [G]times

[Verse 4]
And [G]I courted Peggy [C]Dig[G]nam
As pretty as you [Em]please
[G]A rogue, a child of [C]Mary[G]
From [D]the rebel Liber[Bm]ties
[D]I los[G]t her to a studen[C]t cha[G]p
With skin as black as [Em]coal
[G]When he took her off [C]to Birmingham
[G]He [D]took away my soul
[G][D]

[Verse 5]
[G]
Ring-a-ring a-rosey,
as as [C]as [G]as the light decli[Em]nes
I re[G]member Dublin [C]City [G]in
[D]the rare old [G]times

[Verse 6]
[G]The years have made me [C]bitter[G]
The gargle's dimmed [Em]me brain
'Cause [G]Dublin keeps on
[C]changing [G]and
[D]Nothing seems [Bm]the same[D]
The Pil[G]lar and [C]the Met have [G]gone
The Royal long since pulled [Em]down
As [G]the grey unyielding [C]concrete [G]makes
[D]A city of my town
[G][D]

[Verse 7]
[G]
Ring-a-ring a-rosey,
as as [C]as [G]as the light decli[Em]nes
I re[G]member Dublin [C]City
[G]in the [D]rare old [G]times

[Verse 8]
So fare thee [G]well sweet Anna [C]Lif[G]fey
I can no longer [Em]stay
To [G]watch the new glass [C]cages[G]
Spring [D]up along the [Bm]quay[D]
My [G]mind's too full of [C]memor[G]ies
Too old to hear new [Em]chimes
I'm [G]part of what was [C]Dublin
[G]In [D]the rare old times
[G]

[Verse 9]
Ring-a-ring a-rosey, as as [C]as
[G]as the light decli[Em]nes
I re[G]member Dublin [C]City
[G]in the [D]rare old [G]times[C]