The Rocky Road to Dublin

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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
I cut a stout blackthorn to banish ghosts and goblins
In a new pair of brogues, rattling o'er the bogs
Frightening 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 de ra!

In Mullingar that night I rested limbs so weary
Started by daylight next mornin' light and airy
Took a drop of the pure
To 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'
They asked if I was hired, wages I required
'Till I was almost 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 lol de ra!

In Dublin next arrived, I thought it such a pity
To be soon deprived a view of that fine city
'Twas then I took a stroll, all among the quality
Bundle it was stole, 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, they 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 lol de ra!

From there I got away, me spirits never failin'
Landed on the quay, just as the ship was sailin'
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 bubblin'
When off Holyhead, I wished myself was dead
Or 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 lol de ra!

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 by and saw I was a hobble in
With a loud "Hurray!" they joined in the affray
We 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 lol de ra!

Hunt the Hare and turn her down the rocky road
And all the way to Dublin, Whack fol lol de ra!
Whack fol lol de ra!
Whack fol lol de ra!

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