I remember my old Dublin br The Snug Bars, the Cafeterias br No Wine Bars and Coffee Houses br Yes, she has had a few face lifts br But Dublin the grand old lady br Can still do it for me br She can still produce that magic br Her welcome, has a familiarity to it br She has a dark side, like any capital br But her allure, still draws me in br Like the scent of a women’s perfume br The Celtic tiger, only scratched her surface br It takes more than the whimper of a cat br To rid the capital of her old ghosts br The likes of Bang Bang, The Hairy Lemon br And Forty Coats, to name but a few br In parts of Dublin, the makeovers br Have made her look a bit tarty br But as Ronnie Drew used to say br Sure, she’s my Dublinbr br Ken Duffybr br