The Oliver St. John Gogarty pub, Dublin 

My Dublin Blues

It rained the one day, and the wind came,
too, which cleared the streets a little and
left the papers to blow. Was I missing her
before the rain, or was it the rain that made
me think of our shared umbrella? I'd been
away from home almost ten weeks then,
and my body was a lonely thing. It's for
days like those they built pubs like the one
in Dublin called Oliver St. John Gogarty's.

Oliver St. John Gogarty's
Dublin drenched in rain
What travel does for trouble
Whiskey does for pain
A headache for the morning
When I take the road again
Wish to hell I knew to where I'm going

Maybe there's another way to try
To kiss these Dublin blues good-bye

Spied a woman looked like you
Walking Eden Quay
Saw my share of sad men, too
Who looked a lot like me
Feelings, they can change the way
You look and how you see
Tonight I'm hiding less than I am showing

chorus

This old bar is warm inside
Shelter from the damp
Hungry and I've never tried
The coddle or the champ
Where my soul is darkest now
Your love is the lamp
Tell me, is it yet a-glowing?

chorus

If your lamp is burning dim
I may in the Liffey swim
If your lamp is burning bright
I'll be home by morning light

chorus x 2

DL