Chords for dublin city ramblers craic and the porter black

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Oh, I am a true-born Dublin man, From the Liffey side [G] I hail, _
[C] And much since I am the fairest one, This [G] side of [C] Mountjoy jail. _
For I [G] love the crack [F] and the [C] quarter-black In the pulse of [F#] my [G] renown. _
[C] There is not a place in the whole wide world Like [G] dear old [C] Dublin town. _
When I was young and in my prime On my banjo I [G] would play, _
[C] All around the pubs in the liberties From noon [G] till break [C] of day. _
[G] For I love the crack [F] and the [C] quarter-black In the pulse of my [G] renown. _
[C] There is not a place in the whole wide world Like dear [G] old [C] Dublin town. _
On Friday night it's my delight When the weekly tile [G] is done. _
[C] The month I may go on to town To sing and dance [G] and have [C] some fun.
For [G] I love the crack [F] and the quarter [C]-black In the pulse of my [G] renown.
There [C] is not a place in the whole wide world Like dear [G] old Dublin [C] town.
Now the Dublin man, he's staunch and true, He's hearty and [G] he's hale.
He's [C] a real true blue, like me and you, If you meet [G] him he [C] won't fail.
For [G] he loves the crack and [F] the quarter [C]-black In the pulse of my [G] renown.
There [C] is not a place in the whole wide world Like dear [G] old Dublin [C] town.
For [G] he loves the crack and [F] the quarter [C]-black In the pulse [D] of my [G] renown.
There [C] is not a place in the whole wide world Like dear [G] old Dublin [C] town. _
Like [F] dear [G] old [C] Dublin town. _
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