The Craic and the Porter Black - Dublin City Ramblers

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Like dear old Dublin Towm