The Dublin Minstrel - Patsy Watchorn, The Dubliners

From Dublin streets and roads and down the years

Came great musicians and balladeers

There was a special one, a red haired minstrel boy

And when he passed away, a city mourned its favorite son

All around the markets and down the quays

The sad news it spread to the Liberties

The minstrel boy is gone, he’ll sing no more

And Luke somehow you know, we’ll never see your likes again

He liked to laugh and sing;

he loved a jar

And his songs rang out in many city bars.

I walk by the old canal near which he used to live,

Down Raglan Road I’m sad, as he’d so much left to give

All around the markets and down the quays

The sad news it spread to the Liberties

The minstrel boy is gone, he’ll sing no more

And Luke somehow you know, we’ll never see your likes again

The show is over, the curtain’s down

A flame no longer burns in Dublin Town

While the Liffey flows beneath the Ha’penny Bridge

You’ll be remembered Luke for all your songs and all you did

All around the markets and down the quays

The sad news it spread to the Liberties

The minstrel boy is gone, he’ll sing no more

And Luke somehow you know, we’ll never see your likes again