Chords for Ronnie Drew - The Rare Auld Times [Audio Stream]
Tempo:
111.4 bpm
Chords used:
G
C
D
Em
Bm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[C]
[G] [D] [G]
Raised on songs [C] and stories, heroes of [Em]
renown,
[G] The passing tales [C] and [G] glories [D] that once was [Bm] Dublin town.
[D] [G] The hallowed halls [C] and [G] houses, the haunting [Em] children's rhymes,
[G] That once was part [C] of Dublin [G] in [D] the rare [G] old times.
Ring-a [C]-ring-a [G]-rosie, as the lights [Em] did tines, [G] I remember [C] Dublin's city [G] [D] in the rare old [G]
times.
O me name, it is [C] Sean [G] Dempsey, Dublin [Em] as could be.
Born [G] hard and late [C] in [G] Pimlico, in a house [Am]
that [Bm] ceased to [D] be.
[G] By trade I [C] was a cooper, [G] lost out to [Em] redundancy.
Like [G] my house that [C] fell to [G] progress, [A] my trade's a [G] memory.
And I courted [C] Peggy [G] Diner, as pretty as he [Em] pleased.
A [G] rogue and a child [C] of [G] Mary, from the [D] rebel [C] liberties.
[Bm] [D]
I [G] lost her too, [C] a student [G] chap, with skin as black as [Em] coal.
When he [G] took her off [C] to [G] Birmingham, she [D] took away my [G] soul.
Ring-a [C]-ring-a [G]-rosie, as the lights [Em] did tines, I remember [C] Dublin's city [G]
in [D] the rare [G] old times.
O the years have made [C] me [G] bitter, the gargle dims me [E]
brain.
[Em] [G] Cos Dublin keeps [C] on [G] changing, [D] and nothing seems [Bm] the same.
[D] [G] The pillar [C] and the met have [G] gone, the royal long since [Em] pulled down.
As [G] the grey unyielding [C]
concrete [G] makes [D] the city of [G] my town.
Ring-a-ring [C]-a [G]-rosie, as the lights [Em] did tines, I [G] remember [C] Dublin's city [G] in [D] the rare [G] old times.
Fare thee well, sweet [C] Anna [G] Liffey, I can no longer [Em] stay.
And [G] watch the new [C] glass [G] cages that spring up [D]
along [Bm] the quay.
[D] My mind's too full [C] of [G] memories, too old to hear [Em] new chimes.
I'm a part of what [C] was Dublin [G] in the [D] rare old times.
Ring-a [C]-ring-a [G]-rosie, as the lights [Em] did tines, I [G] remember [C] Dublin's city [G] in the rare old times.
Ring-a [C]-ring-a [G]-rosie, as the [Em] lights did tines, I [G] remember [C] Dublin's city [G] in the rare old times.
[D] [C] [G]
[G] [D] [G]
Raised on songs [C] and stories, heroes of [Em]
renown,
[G] The passing tales [C] and [G] glories [D] that once was [Bm] Dublin town.
[D] [G] The hallowed halls [C] and [G] houses, the haunting [Em] children's rhymes,
[G] That once was part [C] of Dublin [G] in [D] the rare [G] old times.
Ring-a [C]-ring-a [G]-rosie, as the lights [Em] did tines, [G] I remember [C] Dublin's city [G] [D] in the rare old [G]
times.
O me name, it is [C] Sean [G] Dempsey, Dublin [Em] as could be.
Born [G] hard and late [C] in [G] Pimlico, in a house [Am]
that [Bm] ceased to [D] be.
[G] By trade I [C] was a cooper, [G] lost out to [Em] redundancy.
Like [G] my house that [C] fell to [G] progress, [A] my trade's a [G] memory.
And I courted [C] Peggy [G] Diner, as pretty as he [Em] pleased.
A [G] rogue and a child [C] of [G] Mary, from the [D] rebel [C] liberties.
[Bm] [D]
I [G] lost her too, [C] a student [G] chap, with skin as black as [Em] coal.
When he [G] took her off [C] to [G] Birmingham, she [D] took away my [G] soul.
Ring-a [C]-ring-a [G]-rosie, as the lights [Em] did tines, I remember [C] Dublin's city [G]
in [D] the rare [G] old times.
O the years have made [C] me [G] bitter, the gargle dims me [E]
brain.
[Em] [G] Cos Dublin keeps [C] on [G] changing, [D] and nothing seems [Bm] the same.
[D] [G] The pillar [C] and the met have [G] gone, the royal long since [Em] pulled down.
As [G] the grey unyielding [C]
concrete [G] makes [D] the city of [G] my town.
Ring-a-ring [C]-a [G]-rosie, as the lights [Em] did tines, I [G] remember [C] Dublin's city [G] in [D] the rare [G] old times.
Fare thee well, sweet [C] Anna [G] Liffey, I can no longer [Em] stay.
And [G] watch the new [C] glass [G] cages that spring up [D]
along [Bm] the quay.
[D] My mind's too full [C] of [G] memories, too old to hear [Em] new chimes.
I'm a part of what [C] was Dublin [G] in the [D] rare old times.
Ring-a [C]-ring-a [G]-rosie, as the lights [Em] did tines, I [G] remember [C] Dublin's city [G] in the rare old times.
Ring-a [C]-ring-a [G]-rosie, as the [Em] lights did tines, I [G] remember [C] Dublin's city [G] in the rare old times.
[D] [C] [G]
Key:
G
C
D
Em
Bm
G
C
D
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ [G] _ _ _ [D] _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ _ Raised on songs [C] and _ stories, _ heroes of [Em]
renown,
_ [G] The passing tales [C] and [G] glories [D] that once was [Bm] Dublin town.
_ [D] _ [G] The hallowed halls [C] and [G] houses, the haunting [Em] children's rhymes,
_ [G] That once was part [C] of Dublin [G] in [D] the _ rare [G] old times.
_ _ _ Ring-a [C]-ring-a _ [G]-rosie, _ as the lights [Em] did tines, [G] I remember _ [C] Dublin's city [G] _ [D] in the rare old [G] _
times.
_ _ O me name, it is [C] Sean [G] Dempsey, _ Dublin [Em] as could be.
Born [G] hard and late [C] in [G] Pimlico, in a house [Am]
that [Bm] ceased to [D] be.
_ [G] By trade I [C] was a cooper, [G] _ lost out to _ [Em] redundancy.
_ Like [G] my house that [C] fell to [G] progress, [A] my trade's a [G] memory.
_ _ _ And I courted [C] Peggy [G] Diner, _ as pretty as he [Em] pleased. _
A [G] rogue and a child [C] of [G] Mary, from the [D] rebel _ [C] liberties.
[Bm] _ _ [D]
I [G] lost her too, [C] a student [G] chap, with skin as black as [Em] coal. _
When he [G] took her off [C] to [G] Birmingham, she [D] took away my [G] soul. _
_ Ring-a [C]-ring-a [G]-rosie, _ as the lights [Em] did tines, I remember _ _ [C] Dublin's city _ [G]
in [D] the rare _ [G] old times. _
_ O the years have made [C] me [G] bitter, _ the gargle dims me [E]
brain.
[Em] _ [G] Cos Dublin keeps [C] on [G] changing, [D] and nothing seems [Bm] the same.
[D] _ [G] The pillar [C] and the met have [G] gone, the royal long since [Em] pulled down.
As [G] the grey unyielding [C]
concrete [G] makes [D] the city of [G] my town.
_ _ Ring-a-ring [C]-a _ [G]-rosie, as the lights [Em] did tines, I [G] remember _ [C] Dublin's city [G] in [D] the rare [G] old times.
_ _ Fare thee well, sweet [C] Anna _ [G] Liffey, I can no longer [Em] stay.
_ And [G] watch the new [C] glass [G] cages that spring up [D]
along [Bm] the quay.
[D] _ My mind's too full [C] of [G] memories, too old to hear [Em] new chimes.
_ I'm a part of what [C] was Dublin [G] _ in the [D] rare _ old times.
_ _ _ Ring-a [C]-ring-a _ [G]-rosie, _ as the lights [Em] did tines, I [G] remember _ [C] Dublin's city [G] _ in the rare old times.
_ _ _ Ring-a [C]-ring-a _ [G]-rosie, _ as the [Em] lights did tines, I [G] remember _ [C] Dublin's city [G] _ in the _ rare _ _ old times.
_ [D] _ _ [C] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ [D] _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ _ Raised on songs [C] and _ stories, _ heroes of [Em]
renown,
_ [G] The passing tales [C] and [G] glories [D] that once was [Bm] Dublin town.
_ [D] _ [G] The hallowed halls [C] and [G] houses, the haunting [Em] children's rhymes,
_ [G] That once was part [C] of Dublin [G] in [D] the _ rare [G] old times.
_ _ _ Ring-a [C]-ring-a _ [G]-rosie, _ as the lights [Em] did tines, [G] I remember _ [C] Dublin's city [G] _ [D] in the rare old [G] _
times.
_ _ O me name, it is [C] Sean [G] Dempsey, _ Dublin [Em] as could be.
Born [G] hard and late [C] in [G] Pimlico, in a house [Am]
that [Bm] ceased to [D] be.
_ [G] By trade I [C] was a cooper, [G] _ lost out to _ [Em] redundancy.
_ Like [G] my house that [C] fell to [G] progress, [A] my trade's a [G] memory.
_ _ _ And I courted [C] Peggy [G] Diner, _ as pretty as he [Em] pleased. _
A [G] rogue and a child [C] of [G] Mary, from the [D] rebel _ [C] liberties.
[Bm] _ _ [D]
I [G] lost her too, [C] a student [G] chap, with skin as black as [Em] coal. _
When he [G] took her off [C] to [G] Birmingham, she [D] took away my [G] soul. _
_ Ring-a [C]-ring-a [G]-rosie, _ as the lights [Em] did tines, I remember _ _ [C] Dublin's city _ [G]
in [D] the rare _ [G] old times. _
_ O the years have made [C] me [G] bitter, _ the gargle dims me [E]
brain.
[Em] _ [G] Cos Dublin keeps [C] on [G] changing, [D] and nothing seems [Bm] the same.
[D] _ [G] The pillar [C] and the met have [G] gone, the royal long since [Em] pulled down.
As [G] the grey unyielding [C]
concrete [G] makes [D] the city of [G] my town.
_ _ Ring-a-ring [C]-a _ [G]-rosie, as the lights [Em] did tines, I [G] remember _ [C] Dublin's city [G] in [D] the rare [G] old times.
_ _ Fare thee well, sweet [C] Anna _ [G] Liffey, I can no longer [Em] stay.
_ And [G] watch the new [C] glass [G] cages that spring up [D]
along [Bm] the quay.
[D] _ My mind's too full [C] of [G] memories, too old to hear [Em] new chimes.
_ I'm a part of what [C] was Dublin [G] _ in the [D] rare _ old times.
_ _ _ Ring-a [C]-ring-a _ [G]-rosie, _ as the lights [Em] did tines, I [G] remember _ [C] Dublin's city [G] _ in the rare old times.
_ _ _ Ring-a [C]-ring-a _ [G]-rosie, _ as the [Em] lights did tines, I [G] remember _ [C] Dublin's city [G] _ in the _ rare _ _ old times.
_ [D] _ _ [C] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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