The Dubliners - Dicey Reilly lyrics

Oh poor old Dicey Reilly she
Has taken to the sup
Oh poor old Dicey Reilly she
Will never give it up
For it's off each morning to the pub
And then she's in for another little drop
For the heart of the rowl is Dicey Reilly

Oh she walks along Fitzgibbon Street
With an independent air
And then it's down be Summerhill
And as the people stare
She says it's nearly half past one
And it's time I had another little one
Ah the heart of the rowl is Dicey Reilly

Long years ago when men were
Men and fancied May Oblong
Or lovely Beckie Cooper or Maggie's Mary Wong
One woman put them all to shame
Just one was worthy of the name
And the name of the dame was Dicey Reilly

Oh but time went catching up on
Her like many pretty whores
And it's after you along the street
Before you're out the door
The balance weighed and they looks all fade
But out of all that great brigade
Still the heart of the rowl is Dicey Reilly