The Craic And The Porter Black
(O'Brien)
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Verse 1: Oh I am a true born Dublin man
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From the Liffey side I hail
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And the motte says I'm the quarest one
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This side of Mountjoy jail
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Chorus: For I love the craic and the porter black
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In those pubs of high renown
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There is not a place in the whole wide world
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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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