X:79 T:Dicey Riley T:Dicey Reilly T:Poor Old Dicey Riley R:song C:words by Dominic Behan (1928-1989) H:"pop" = pawn shop D:King's Galliard Z:id:hn-song-79 M:C| L:1/8 Q:1/2=80 K:G G2 D2 B,2 D2 | G2 A2 B2 G2 | A2 F2 (DE) F2 | G8 | A2 F2 D2 F2 | A2 B2 c2 c2 | B2 A2 G2 A2 | B6 A2 | G2 D2 B,2 D2 | G2 A2 B2 G2 | A2 F2 D2 FF | AGAB c2 BA | G4 B2 d2 | d2 B2 G2 B2 | A8 | G8 || W:Poor aul Dicey Riley she has taken to the sup, W:Poor aul Dicey Riley she will never give it up, W:It's off each morning to the pop, and then she's in for another little drop, W:And the heart of the rowl is Dicey Riley. W: W:She walks along Fitzgibbon Street with an independent air, W:And then its down by Summerhill and as the people stare, W:She says it's nearly half past one, It's time I went for another little one, W:And the heart of the rowl is Dicey Riley. W: W:At two pubs close and off she goes as happy as a lark, W:She'll find a bench to sleep it off down in St. Patrick's Park W:She wakes at five feeling in the pink, and says, "It's time for another little drink" W:And the heart of the rowl is Dicey Riley W: W:She travels far to a dockside bar to have another round W:After one or two or three she doesn't feel quite sound W:After four she's a bit unstable, after five underneath the table W:And the heart of the rowl is Dicey Riley W: W:They carry her home at twelve o'clock as they do every night, W:Bring her inside, put her on the bed and then turn out the light W:Next morning she goes out of bed, and looks for a cure for her head W:And the heart of the rowl is Dicey Riley