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 morned its favorite son
All around the markets and down the quays
The sad news spread to the liberties
The minstrel boy is gone, he'll sing no more,
And Luke somehow we know, we'll never see your likes again.
He liked to laugh and sing, he loved a jar
And his songs rand out in many city bars
I walked 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 spread to the liberties
The minstrel boy is gone, he'll sing no more,
And Luke somehow we know, we'll never see your likes again.
Now the show is over,the curtain's down
A flame no longer burns in Dublin Town
While the Liffy 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 spread to the liberties
The minstrel boy is gone, he'll sing no more,
And Luke somehow we know, we'll never see your likes again.
