Paroles de Dicey Reilly
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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 hoc,
And then she's in for another little drop,
At the heart of the rowl is Dicey Reilly.
She walks down Fitzgibbon street with an independant air,
And then she's off to Summer hill where all the people stare,
Then she says it's half past one, I'll nip in for another little one,
At the heart of the rowl is Dicey Reilly
She owns a little sweet shop at the corner of the street,
And every evening after school I go to wash her feet,
And then she lets me mind the shop,
While she goes in for another little drop,
At the heart of the rowl is Dicey Reilly
Oh years ago when men were men, and fancied May Oblong,
Or lovely Becky Cooper, or Maggies Mary one,
One woman put them all to shame, just one was worthy of the name,
And the name of that Dame was Dicey Reilly,
Oh but time went catching up with her like many pretty hoors,
And it's after you along the street before your out the doors,
Their looks all fade and balance weighed, oh but out of all that auld brigade,
At the heart of the rowl was dicey Reilly
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