Lyrics
Who has seen the new moon rise
In Dublin City, Dublin City?
Who has sauntered arm in arm
Along the Liffey's stream?
Who has stopped to raise a glass
In Dublin City, Dublin City?
Who has danced in Ireland of my dreams?
Oh, the fiddle and the horsehair bow
My father played the dancers on
Oh, the dancers' flying feet
Knees that pumped the air
Oh, the air that smelled so sweet
Of new-mown hay, of rising moon
Oh, the days that I was young and there
Who has heard the Irish pipes
In Dublin City, Dublin City?
Who has closed their eyes and kissed
Along the Liffey's banks?
Who has pounded on the door
In Dublin City, Dublin City?
Who remembers Ireland and gives thanks?
Oh, the fiddle and the horsehair bow
My father played the dancers on
Oh, the dancers' flying feet
Knees that pumped the air
Oh, the air that smelled so sweet
Of new-mown hay, of rising moon
Oh, the days that I was young and there
Who is living far from home
From Dublin City, Dublin City?
Who will never walk again
Along the riverside?
Who will heal our hearts that break
For Dublin City, Dublin City?
I remembered Ireland and I cried
Oh, the fiddle and the horsehair bow
My father played the dancers on
Oh, the dancers' flying feet
Knees that pumped the air
Oh, the air that smelled so sweet
Of new-mown hay, of rising moon
Oh, the days that I was young and there