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The Rocky Road to Dublin

  1. In the merry month of June from me home I started
    Left the girls of Tuam nearly broken hearted
    Saluted Father dear, kissed me darling mother
    Drank a pint of beer, me grief and tears to smother
    Then off to reap the corn, leave where I was born
    Cut a stout blackthorn to banish ghosts and goblins
    A brand new pair of brogues, rattlin' o'er the bogs
    Frightenin' 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 lol le rah!
  2. In Mullingar that night I rested limbs so weary
    Started by daylight me spirits bright and airy
    Took a drop of the pure
    Keep me heart from sinking
    That's the Paddy's cure whenever he's on drinking
    To see the lassies smile, laughing all the while
    At me curious style, 'twould set your heart a bubblin'
    An' asked if I was hired, wages I required
    'Till I was nearly tired of the rocky road to Dublin
  3. In Dublin next arrived, I thought it such a pity
    To be soon deprived a view of that fine city
    Well then I took a stroll, all among the quality
    Bundle it was stole, all in a neat locality
    Something crossed me mind, when I looked behind
    No bundle could I find upon me stick a wobblin'
    Enquiring for the rogue, said me Connaught brogue
    Wasn't much in vogue on the rocky road to Dublin
  4. From there I got away, me spirits never falling
    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, played some funny rigs
    Danced some hearty jigs, the water round me bubbling
    When off Holyhead wished meself was dead
    Or better far instead on the rocky road to Dublin
  5. 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 losing
    Poor old Erin's isle they began abusing
    "Hurrah me soul!" says I, me shillelagh I let fly
    Some Galway boys were nigh and saw I was a hobble in
    With a loud "Hurray!" joined in the affray
    We quickly cleared the way for the rocky road to Dublin