Dicey Riley

	  		 


 
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Poor old Dicey Riley she has taken to the sup, 
A                             D 
Poor old Dicey Riley she will never give it up, 
                                       A7 
It's off each morning to the hock, and she’ll go in for another little drop. 
       D                           A7  D 
Ah the heart of the rowel is Dicey Riley. 

  
verse 1: 
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She walks along Fitzgibbon Street with an independent air, 
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Pop along by Summerhill and the people stop and stare, 
D                                   A7   
She says it's nearly half past one, I’ll slip in for another little one, 
        D                           A7  D 
For the heart of the rowel is Dicey Riley. 

 
D                            A            D  
Poor old Dicey Riley she has taken to the sup, 
A                             D 
Poor old Dicey Riley she will never give it up, 
                                       A7 
It's off each morning to the hock, and she’ll go in for another little drop. 
       D                           A7  D 
Ah the heart of the rowel is Dicey Riley. 


verse 2: 
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She owns a little sweet shop at the corner of the street, 
A                             D 
Every evening after school, I go to wash her feet, 
                                           A7 
She leaves me there to mind the shop,while she nips in for another little drop 
       D                           A7  D 
Ah the heart of the rowel is Dicey Riley  

 
D                            A            D  
Poor old Dicey Riley she has taken to the sup, 
A                             D 
Poor old Dicey Riley she will never give it up, 
                                       A7 
It's off each morning to the hock, and she drops in for another little drop. 
       D                           A7  D 
Ah the heart of the rowel is Dicey Riley.