The Rocky Road to Dublin LyricsIn the merry month of June, from me home I started
Left the girls a tune, nearly broken-hearted, saluted father dear
Kissed me darlin' mother, drank a pint of beer
Me grieving tears to smother
Then off to reap the corn, leave where I was born
With the stout black horn to banish ghosts and goblins
A brand new pair of brogues, rattling o'er the bogs
And frightening all the dogs on
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The rocky road to Dublin; one two three four five
Hunt the hare and turning her down the rocky road
And all the way to Dublin! Whack fol lal dee rah!
Well in Mullingar that night, I rested limbs so weary
Started by daylight, me spirits blithe and airy, took the drop o' the pure
To keep me heart from sinking, that's the Paddy's cure
Whenever he's on for drinking
To see the lassies smile, laughing all the while
At me curious tales, which set your heart to bubblin
Asked if I was hired, wages I required, till I was nearly tired of
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The rocky road to Dublin; one two three four five
Hunt the hare and turning her down the rocky road
And all the way to Dublin! Whack fol lal dee rah!
Well in Dublin next arrived, I thought it such a pity, To be so soon deprived, a view of that fine city, so then I took a
Stroll
All among the quality, bundle it was stole
While in the neat locality
Something crossed me mind, when I looked behind
No bundle cord I find, upon me stick a wobblin
Inquiring for the rogue, set me call to brogue, wasn't much in vogue on
[Chorus]
The rocky road to Dublin; one two three four five
Hunt the hare and turning her down the rocky road
And all the way to Dublin! Whack fol lal dee rah!
Well from there I got away, me spirits never failing
Landed on the quay, just as the ship was sailing, the captain at me roared
Said that no room had he, when I jumped aboard
A cabin found for Paddy
Down among the pigs, they'd some funny rigs
Danced some hearty jigs, the water round me bubblin
When off Hollyhead, wished meself was dead, or better far instead down
The rocky road to Dublin; one two three four five
Well the boys of Liverpool, when we safely landed
Called meself a fool, I could no longer stand it, blood began to boil
Temper I was losin, for old Erin's Isle
They began abusing
"Hurrah me soul," says I, me shillelagh I let fly
Galway boys were nigh, and saw I was a'hobblin
With a loud hurray, joining in the affray, we quickly cleared the way for
[Chorus]
The rocky road to Dublin; one two three four five
Hunt the hare and turning her down the rocky road
And all the way to Dublin! Whack fol lal dee rah!
