Rocky Road To Dublin
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In the merry month of June
I left me home and started after the girls of Tuam
Sad and broken hearted saluted me father dear
Kissed me darling mother and drank a pint of beer
Grief and tears was more than enough to reap the corn
Never I was born, cut a stout blackthorn
To banish ghosts and goblins, a brand new pair of brogues
Rattled all the bugs, frightened all the dogs
On the rocky road to Dublin
One, two, three four, five
Hunt the Hare and turn her down the rocky road
All the ways to Dublin, whack fol lol le rah
In Mullingar that night I was sleeping so weary
I started by the light next morning bright
And early took a drop of the pure
Keeps me heart from sinking, that's the Paddy's cure
Whenever he's on for drinking
To see the lasses smile, laughing all the while
At me curious smile, 'twould set your heart a bubblin'
They asked if I was hired, wages I required
I was bloody well tired
On the rocky road to Dublin
One, two, three four, five
Hunt the Hare and turn her down the rocky road
All the ways to Dublin, whack fol lol le rah
In Dublin next arrived, I thought it such a pity
To be so soon deprived a view of that fine city
Then I took a stroll all among the quality
Bundlеts were sold in Inishnarr locality
Something crossed mе mind, I should look behind
No bundle could I find upon my stick a wobblin'
Enquired for the rogue, said me Connaught brogue
Wasn't much in vogue
On the rocky road to Dublin
One, two, three four, five
Hunt the Hare and turn her down the rocky road
All the ways to Dublin, whack fol lol le rah
Oh, I soon got out of that, me spirit never failing
I landed on the quay, as me ship was sailing
The captain at me roared, said "The poor old Paddy"
And when I jumped aboard, a cabhan he found for Paddy
Down among the pigs, played some funny rigs
Danced some hearty jigs, the water round me bubblin'
At Holyhead, wished meself was dead
Better far instead
On the rocky road to Dublin
One, two, three four, five
Hunt the Hare and turn her down the rocky road
All the ways to Dublin, whack fol lol le rah
The boys of Liverpool, when we were safely landed
They called me a fool, I could no longer stand it
Me blood began to boil, temper I was losing
Poor old Erin's Isle, they began abusing
Hurrah me souls, as I shillelagh I let fly
Gallward boys were by, they saw that I was a hobblin'
Went down hooray, joined in the affray
Quickly cleared the way
For the rocky road to Dublin
One, two, three four, five
Hunt the Hare and turn her down the rocky road
All the ways to Dublin, whack fol lol le rah