Faddle Alley

On the way through Faddle alley

Left on Dowker's Lane

Slumlord dogs in cobbled valley

Hunt me down again

And stumbling through the empty Tenters

Through Newmarket Square

Sunday's funeral masses gather

Rosary beads and prayer

Well they're catching me up, they're tracking me down

for two and six, a half a crown

There's only one place I can't be found

into the Poddle and underground

Under the castle and under the boards

The merry song, the laughing hordes

It's getting tight, I'll have to crawl

To the light of the grate in the Liffey wall

Way away from Faddle Alley

Far from Dowker's lane