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One dark and stormy night, de rain was fallin' fast.
Bill Bailey told his lady friend "our dream of love is past".
He said no more, just slammed de door.

He wandered 'round de town but he didn't have a cent.
He thought about his pork-chop and back to de house he went.
Oh, listen to his mournful cries.

"Ain't dat a shame, a measly shame.
To leave your honey out in de rain.
Lawdy have a little pitty.
Won't you open dat door and let me in.
I'll stand here freezin', wet to de skin."

He stood outside de door all the whole night long.
He cried "Oh, mama, won't you let me in, I know dat I've done wrong.
I'll prove it, see. Please whisper to me."
Then a bass voice from inside hollered through de door
"Go, find yourself another hay-pile, you don't roost here no more!"
and passers by could here Bill cry.

"Ain't dat a shame, a measly shame.
To leave your honey out in de rain.
Throw me down an umbrella.
Won't you open dat door and let me in.
I'll stand here freezin', wet to de skin."

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The Dublin City Rounders Dublin, Ireland

If The Dublin City Rounders were a dog it would be a pink bulldog with a cowboy hat, a studded leather collar and sporting a sleeveless denim jacket.

Two Irish brothers, one mind and a single beating heart made of rock n roll gold.
Whether playing a Stephen Foster esque song from the 1880’s or a brand new self penned classic you can’t take your eyes, or ears, off these lads!
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