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.