Testo Henry Joy - The Davitts
Testo della canzone Henry Joy (The Davitts), tratta dall'album 50 Irish Rebel Songs - The Definitive Collection
And poor old Dicey Reilly she has taken to the sup
Poor old Dicey Reilly she will never give it up
It's up each morning to the hop and
In she goes for another little drop
For the heart of the rowl is Dicey Reilly
She walks along Fitzgibbon Street with an independent air
Then it's down to Summerhill and as the people stare
She says it's nearly half past one
It's time I went for another little drop
For the heart of the rowl is Dicey Reilly
And poor old Dicey Reilly she has taken to the sup
Poor old Dicey Reilly she will never give it up
It's up each morning to the hop and
In she goes for another little drop
For the heart of the rowl is Dicey Reilly
She'll travel far to a dockside bar to have another round
After one or two or three she doesn't feel quite sound
After four she's a bit unstable, after five underneath the table
The heart of the rowl is Dicey Reilly
And poor old Dicey Reilly she has taken to the sup
Poor old Dicey Reilly she will never give it up
It's up each morning to the hop and
In she goes for another little drop
For the heart of the rowl is Dicey Reilly
And two pubs closing out she goes as happy as a lark
She'll find a bench to sleep it off down in St. Patrick's Park
She'll wake at four feeling in the pink
And say it's time for another little drink
For the heart of the rowl is Dicey Reilly
And poor old Dicey Reilly she has taken to the sup
Poor old Dicey Reilly she will never give it up
It's up each morning to the hop and
In she goes for another little drop
For the heart of the rowl is Dicey Reilly
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Writer(s): Traditional, Joseph V Micallef
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