Dublin‚Äôs somehow greyer
The edge gone off the ‚Äėcraic‚Äô
Stout tastes slightly flat
In a bar, yer man thinks back
‚ÄúWhat‚Äôs missing here, what‚Äôs gone?
A glow was here, a smile
That girl last night - where‚Äôs she?
She lit the room a while"
"Her man‚Äôs a lucky fellah
To be with her all night
Sure's not the same without her!‚ÄĚ
Aye ‚Äď I reckon he‚Äôs right.