Verse 1: Oh I am a true born Dublin man
From the Liffey side I hail
And the motte says I'm the quarest one

This side of Mountjoy jail

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For I love the craic and the porter black
In those pubs of high renown
There is not a place in the whole wide world

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

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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


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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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