Biography:
It all began way back in 1963. Sean Mcguinness, born in James's St., Dublin and living most of his life in Inchicore in Dublin, coming from a very traditional Irish background, (His mother won the highest awards in piano playing at the London College of Music, and his father was All-Ireland Champion Dancer 3 years in a row), got his first Tenor Banjo , and together with his brother Matt and close friend and neighbour Pat Cummins, formed a Ballad Group called "The Jolly Tinkers".
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Dublin In My Tears http://dublincityramblers.com/ Capo on 3 for the
Ramblers version, or on 2 to suit your voice
G
I have travelled many lands,and I still don't understand
C Am D
How sad you have become on my return
G
Your poor heart is filled with care,sad and old they left you there
D D7 G
Your once bright eyes with sorrow softly burn
C G
I can even sense the change in the sound of childrens games
D D7 G G7
And the dreams of youth's ambitions have all turned to doubt and fear
C G
It's an age of wealth Im told but I've never felt so old
D D7 G
As I recall old Dublin in my tears
G
All the faces that I meet as I roam each one way street
C Am D
Reflect the empty statements of our time
G
And the old cathedral bell can't be heard above the swell
D D7 G
For the years erased the message in her chimes
C G
All my childhood friends are gone,like the street where I was born
D D7 G G7
And the time that it has taken doesn't seem so long ago
C G
They have faded in the gloom like 'Sap Kelly' from the Coombe
D D7 G
Like the ghost of dear old Dublin in my tears.
G
There were times when jobs were few,there were hungry days we knew
C Am D
Some days so bad their memory I've cursed
G
And the prayer I said to God,there on board the Princess Maud
D D7 G
That our children would restore the pride we lost
C G
But the past we all forsake while we're dancing at her wake
D D7 G G7
And the heart of Dublin's dying,but no body seems to care,
C G
And the fools as they pass by,laugh to see an old man cry
D D7 G
But I can't forget old Dublin in my tears
G
Gather round brave men and true, though our numbers may be few
C Am D
And we'll drink a toast before I cross the foam
G
For soon in London's dark domain,I'll recall how I became
D D7 G
No more a stranger there, than here at home
C G
But the liffey flows along and I listen for her song
D D7 G G7
And the voice of young James Larkin seems to echo in my ears
C G
But its just the rafters ring,to it's requiem I'll sing
D D7 G
Farewell to dear old Dublin in my tears,
D D7 C G......
Farewell to dear old Dublin in my tears ..
Ramblers version, or on 2 to suit your voice
G
I have travelled many lands,and I still don't understand
C Am D
How sad you have become on my return
G
Your poor heart is filled with care,sad and old they left you there
D D7 G
Your once bright eyes with sorrow softly burn
C G
I can even sense the change in the sound of childrens games
D D7 G G7
And the dreams of youth's ambitions have all turned to doubt and fear
C G
It's an age of wealth Im told but I've never felt so old
D D7 G
As I recall old Dublin in my tears
G
All the faces that I meet as I roam each one way street
C Am D
Reflect the empty statements of our time
G
And the old cathedral bell can't be heard above the swell
D D7 G
For the years erased the message in her chimes
C G
All my childhood friends are gone,like the street where I was born
D D7 G G7
And the time that it has taken doesn't seem so long ago
C G
They have faded in the gloom like 'Sap Kelly' from the Coombe
D D7 G
Like the ghost of dear old Dublin in my tears.
G
There were times when jobs were few,there were hungry days we knew
C Am D
Some days so bad their memory I've cursed
G
And the prayer I said to God,there on board the Princess Maud
D D7 G
That our children would restore the pride we lost
C G
But the past we all forsake while we're dancing at her wake
D D7 G G7
And the heart of Dublin's dying,but no body seems to care,
C G
And the fools as they pass by,laugh to see an old man cry
D D7 G
But I can't forget old Dublin in my tears
G
Gather round brave men and true, though our numbers may be few
C Am D
And we'll drink a toast before I cross the foam
G
For soon in London's dark domain,I'll recall how I became
D D7 G
No more a stranger there, than here at home
C G
But the liffey flows along and I listen for her song
D D7 G G7
And the voice of young James Larkin seems to echo in my ears
C G
But its just the rafters ring,to it's requiem I'll sing
D D7 G
Farewell to dear old Dublin in my tears,
D D7 C G......
Farewell to dear old Dublin in my tears ..
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