The Craic & The Porter Black

Oh I am a true born Dublin man
From the Liffey side I hail
And the motte says I'm the quarest one
This side of Mountjoy jail




For I love the craic and the porter black
In those pubs of high renown
There is not a place in the whole wide world
Like dear old Dublin town

Verse 2: When I was young and in my prime
Oh my banjo I would play
All around in the pubs in the Liberties
From noon until the break of day
Chorus:

Verse 3: On Friday night it's my delight
When my weekly toil is done
The motte and me go on the town
To sing and dance and have some fun
Chorus:

Verse 4: Now a Dublin man is staunch and true
He's hearty and he's hail
He's a real true blue like me and you
If you need him he won't fail

Category:

Music

Tags:

• dublin
• craic
• porter
• guinness
• temple
• bar
• patsy
• watchorn
• fun
• laughter
• drinking
• songs
• irish
• ballads

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@brazenhead1967 Glad you liked it. Tal

[brazenhead1967]

Quality.....