Paroles de Dicey Reilly

Poor auld Dicey Reilly she has taken to the sup Poor auld 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 rule is Dicey Reilly Poor auld Dicey Reilly she has taken to the sup Poor auld 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 rule 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 rule is Dicey Reilly Poor auld Dicey Reilly she has taken to the sup Poor auld 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 rule is Dicey Reilly Long years ago when men were men and fancied May of Long Or lovely Becky Cooper or Maggie's Mary Wong One woman put them all to shame, just one was worthy of the name And the name of that dame was Dicey Reilly Poor auld Dicey Reilly she has taken to the sup Poor auld 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 rule is Dicey Reilly But time went catching up on her like many pretty ones It's after you along the street before you're out the door Their balance vague, their looks all fade, but out of all that great brigade Still the heart of the rule is Dicey Reilly Poor auld Dicey Reilly she has taken to the sup Poor auld 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 rule is Dicey Reilly (c) Folkaholics (traditional)