Dicey Reilly Chords by The Dubliners

[D] Started playing, [C] [G] uh, donkeys years [D] ago, now don't know who's pub.
[G] We've probably sung them all.
_ [C] Oh poor old Icy Riley, [G] she is taken [C] to the sump.
[G] Oh poor old Icy Riley, she will [C] never give it up. _
Her top feeds morning to the pop, [G] and then she's in for another little drop.
[C] At the heart of the row, with [G] Icy [C] Riley, was ya.
Poor old Icy Riley, [G] she is taken to the [C] sump.
[G] Poor old Icy Riley, she [C] will never give it up.
Her top feeds morning to the pop, [G] and then she's in for another little [C] drop.
At the heart of the row, with [G] Icy [C] Riley. _ _
Oh she walks along Fitzgibbon Street, with [G] an independent [C] air.
And [G] then it's down by Summer Hill, [C] and as the people stare.
She says it's nearly half past one, [G] and it's time I had another little bong.
[C] At the heart of the row, with [G] Icy [C] Riley, was ya.
Poor old Icy Riley, she [G] is taken [C] to the sump.
[G] Poor old Icy Riley, she [C] will never give it up.
Her top feeds morning to the [G] pop, and then she's in for another [C] little drop.
At the heart of the row, with [G] Icy _ [C] Riley.
_ Oh long years ago, when men were men, and [G] [C] fancied may have long.
[G] A lovely plucky cooper, _ [C] or a mighty smirly wong.
One woman put them all to shame, [G] just one was worthy of the name.
[C] And the name of that dame [Am] was [G] Icy [C] Riley.
Oh she, poor old Icy Riley, [G] she is taken to [C] the sump.
_ [G] Poor old Icy Riley, [C] she will never give it up.
Her top feeds morning to the pop, [G] and then she's in for another little [C] drop.
At the heart of the row, with [G] Icy [C] Riley.
_ _ Oh but time went catching up with her, [G] like many [C] pretty whores.
And [G] it's after you along the street, _ [C] before you're out the doors.
Their looks all fade, and the balance weighed.
[G] But out of all that great brigade, [C] still the heart of the row, with [G] Icy [C] Riley.
Oh she, poor old Icy Riley, she [G] is taken [C] to the sump.
[G] Poor old Icy Riley, she [C] will never give it up.
Her top feeds morning to the pop, [G] and then she's in for another little [C] drop.
At the heart of the row, with [G] Icy _ [C] Riley.
Oh she, poor old Icy Riley, [G] she is taken to [C] the sump.
[G] Poor old Icy Riley, she [C] will never give it up.
Her top feeds morning to the pop, [G] and then she's in for another little [C] drop.
At the heart of the row, with [D] Icy _ [G] _ [C] Riley. _
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_ _ [Ab] _ [C] _ _ Of course, who are we to be [G] slagging poor old [C] Dicey?
So what would [G] anyone think of a group that was formed in a pub, [C] and does most of its
gigs in pubs? _
It was the late Lew [G] Kelly, the Lord of Mersey, who said we should name ourselves after [C] James
Joyce's book of short [Am] stories, [G] [N] Doubleters.