Текст песни The Craic and the Porter Black - Dublin City Ramblers
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
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
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
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
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
For
we
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
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
For
he
loves
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
For
we
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
Like
dear
old
Dublin
town
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