Poor old Dicey Reilly she has taken to the sup 

Poor old Dicey Reilly she will never give it up 

For it's off each morning to the hock.

And she nips in for another little drop

Ah the heart to the rule is Dicey Reilly.



She walks along Fitzgibbon Street with an independent air

And then it's down to Summerhill, at her the people stare

She says it's nearly half past one 

So she'll nip in for another little one

Ah the heart to the rule is Dicey Reilly.