DUBLIN LADY (Words and music by John Connolly, arr. Manus Lunny)



If it wasn't for those ships that do sail, that do sail,

If it wasn't for those ships that do sail

Dublin Lady wouldn't have to sit alone upon her stool

If it wasn't for those ships that do sail.



If it wasn't for the butter tubs and coal all in the hold,

If it wasn't for those ships that do sail,

Dublin Lady wouldn't have to spend her nights alone and cold

If it wasn't for those ships that do sail.



If it wasn't for the kegs of beer and cattle in the pen,

If it wasn't for those ships that do sail,

Dublin Lady wouldn't miss her sailor laddie now and then

If it wasn't for those ships that do sail.



If it wasn't for the Irish Sea so narrow with no reef,

If it wasnt' for those ships that do sail,

Dublin Lady wouldn't have to sit and weep all in her grief

If it wasn't for those ships that do sail.



It's because of the Irish Sea so narrow with no reef,

It's because of those ships that do sail,

Dublin Lady has to sit and weep alone all in her grief,

It's because of those ships that do sail