In the merry month of June all from my home I started Left the girls in Tuam sad and broken hearted Saluted me father dear, kissed my darling mother Drank a pint of beer my grief and tears to smother Then off to reap the corn, leave where I was born I cut a stout blackthorn to banish ghost and goblin In a brand new pair of brogues rattled o'er the bogs, 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 and all the way to Dublin Whack fol oll di da.
In Mullingar that night I rested limbs so weary Started by daylight next morning bright and early Took a drop of the pure to keep me heart from sinkin' That's the paddy's cure whenever he's on for drinkin' To see the lassies smile, laughin' all the while At me curious style, t'would set your heart a bubblin' Asked if I was hired wages I required I was bloody well tired Of the rocky road to Dublin
One two three four five Hunt the hare and turn her Down the rocky road and all the way to Dublin Whack fol oll di da.
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 My bundle it was stolen in a neat locality Something crossed me mind, I should look behind No bundle could I find upon me stick a wobblin' Inquiring for the rogue said me Connacht 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 and all the way to Dublin Whack fol oll di da.
I soon got out of that me spirits never failin' Landed on the quay just as my ship was sailin' Captain at me roared said that no room had he When I jumped aboard a cabin he found for Paddy Down among the pigs played some funny rigs Danced some hearty jigs the walls around me bubblin' When at Holyhead wished myself 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 and all the way to Dublin Whack fol oll di da.
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 losin' Poor old Eireanns Isle they began abusing Hurrah me soul sez I shillelagh I let fly Galway boys were by they saw that I was a hobblin' Then with loud hurray 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 and all the way to Dublin Whack fol oll di da.
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