{"id":1499,"date":"2008-03-17T12:00:00","date_gmt":"2008-03-17T11:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/beerbellyband.com\/the-gunner-mcgee"},"modified":"2008-03-17T12:00:00","modified_gmt":"2008-03-17T11:00:00","slug":"the-gunner-mcgee","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/beerbellyband.com\/en\/the-gunner-mcgee\/","title":{"rendered":"THE GUNNER MCGEE"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><em>Irish traditional song lyrics \u2014 collected by Beer Belly Band.<\/em><\/p>\n<p>When the sun it goes down in old Dublin Town<br \/>\nAnd the moon took me out for a gargle<br \/>\nIn me old Sam Brown belt and brimmer of felt<br \/>\nI&#8217;d go down by the banks of the Dargle<br \/>\nI was only a boy, and me gun was a toy<br \/>\nAnd how I grew up was a marvel<br \/>\nBut history was made of the games that we played<br \/>\nDown by the old river Dargle<\/p>\n<p>Chorus:<br \/>\nIt&#8217;s one, two and three, I&#8217;m the Gunner McGee<br \/>\nI live by me wits and the gargle<br \/>\nYet attained o&#8217; a three, say a small glory be<br \/>\nFor McGee and the boys of Dargle<\/p>\n<p>When the risin&#8217; went down in old Dublin Town<br \/>\nThere was none took me out for a gargle<br \/>\nAnd the men in the street they just spit through their teeth<br \/>\nAt McGee and the boys of Dargle<br \/>\nThey could not understand all the fine things we planned<br \/>\nIt made Lloyd George stand back and marvel<br \/>\nAnd they talked of their pride, while James Connolly died<br \/>\nFor the dreams that we dreamed on the Dargle<\/p>\n<p>Chorus<\/p>\n<p>When the sun it goes down in old Dublin Town<br \/>\nAnd the moon took me out for a gargle<br \/>\nI&#8217;d go down by a drain full of rubbish and shame<br \/>\nThat once was the proud river Dargle<br \/>\nSure it&#8217;s one, two and three, I&#8217;m the Gunner McGee<br \/>\nNo longer a threat or a marvel<br \/>\nFor what to me is the same thing you see<br \/>\nThat&#8217;s happened the proud river Dargle<\/p>\n<p>Chorus<br 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