The Tossers Dicey Riley lyrics

Oh poor old Dicey Riley, she has taken to the sup
Poor old Dicey Riley, she will never give it up
It's off each morning to the pub
And she drops in for another little drop
Oh the heart of the rowl has Dicey Riley

She walks along Fitzgibbon Street
With and independent air
Up and by the Summerhill
And the people stop and stare

She says it's nearly half past one
And it's time I had another little one
Ah, the heart of the rowl is Dicey Riley

Long years ago when men were men
And fancied female love

And lovely Becky Cooper and Maggie's merry one
One woman put them all to shame
Just one was worthy of the name
And the name of the dame was Dicey Riley

But time is catching up with her
Like many a pretty whore
And it's out with you along the street
Before you're out the door

Their looks all fade in the bottom trade
But out of that whole brigade
The heart of the rowl has Dicey Riley