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Ronnie Drew - Second World/Gunner McGee lyrics
When the sun it goes down in old Dublin Town And the moon took me out for a gargle In me old Sam Brown belt and brimmer of felt I'd go down by the banks of the Dargle I was only a boy, and me gun was a toy And how I grew up was a marvel But history was made of the games that we played Down by the old river Dargle It's one, two and three, I'm the Gunner McGee I live by me wits and the gargle Yet attained o' a three, say a small glory be For McGee and the boys of Dargle When the risin' went down in old Dublin Town There was none took me out for a gargle And the men in the street they just spit through their teeth At McGee and the boys of Dargle They could not understand all the fine things we planned It made Lloyd George stand back and marvel And they talked of their pride, while James Connolly died For the dreams that we dreamed on the Dargle It's one, two and three, I'm the Gunner McGee I live by me wits and the gargle Yet attained o' a three, say a small glory be For McGee and the boys of Dargle When the sun it goes down in old Dublin Town And the moon took me out for a gargle I'd go down by a drain full of rubbish and shame That once was the proud river Dargle Sure it's one, two and three, I'm the Gunner McGee No longer a threat or a marvel For what to me is the same thing you see That's happened the proud river Dargle It's one, two and three, I'm the Gunner McGee I live by me wits and the gargle Yet attained o' a three, say a small glory be For McGee and the boys of Dargle It's one, two and three, I'm the Gunner McGee I live by me wits and the gargle Yet attained o' a three, say a small glory be For McGee and the boys of Dargle |
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