Saturday Night In Dublin Town

La la, la la la la
La la, la la la la

Let's go on a trip into Dublin
And take a grand tour of the bars. (The bars)
To [The Old Man McDaid's]* and O'Leary's
Sure we'll stop and we'll have a few jars

And we'll join in the crike and the singing
And we'll brag of the things we can do
We'll argue on things we don't know of
Then it's my turn to by one for you

On this Saturday in Dublin Town having a jar with the crowd
On this Saturday night,
and we all get tight, and everyone singing out loud
La la, la la la la
La la, la la la la

Watch out there for big Jamie Sweeney
One pint and he gets quite mad
And there's only one man that can stop him
That's his 78 year old dad

But his dad is around in O'lear (de leer?) street
Courting young Eileen McGraw
Smoking the wacky tobaccy
While drinking his coultruous rum

O'Leary got into trouble
He didn't get home from the job
He went on a tear down to Mulligans
And he lowered a few pints of grob

When the overtime money was all spent
O'Leary was not fit to speak
His wife arrived in an uproar
And she bade him half into next week

So if ever you go into Dublin
And your having the time of your like
Say Slantsia to big Jamie's father
And don't forget O'Leary's wife

And we'll have a quick last one in Denipoor's
Cause Denipoor's a great friend of mine
A few minutes before the old bar man shouts
Time, gentleman, time

x 2

La, la, la x 2

Last La, la, la... almost acapelo

* This pub name is unintelligible... insert your own.
I added McDaid's as it is a real pub
in Dublin. Please fix if you known it.



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Writer(s): Michael Carroll
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