Dublin Arms

The Banks of the Dargle


When the sun it went down in old Dublin town
And the moon took me out for a gargle
With me old Sam Brown belt and me brimmer of felt
I went 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
Ah but history was nade of the games that we played
Down by the old river Dargle

Refrain:
It's one two and three I'm the gunner McGee
I live on me wits and the gargle
Yes, a h-aon a dó a trí say a small glory be
For McGee and the boys from the Dargle

When the Rising went down in old Dublin town
No one took me out for a gargle
Sure the men in the street they just spit through their teeth
At McGee and the boys from the Dargle

They did not understand all the fine things we planned
It made Lloyd George stand back and marvel
Sure they talk of their pride where James Connolly died
On the banks, the banks of the Dargle

(Refrain)

It's one two and three I'm the gunner McGee
No longer a threat nor a marvel
I go home by a drain full of rubbish and shame
That once was the proud river Dargle

(Refrain)

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