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The Rocky Road to Dublin (Live)
Makem and Clancy
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While in the merry month of may from me home I started Left the girls of tuam so sad and 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 black thorn to banish ghosts and goblins Bought a pair of brogues rattling o'er the bogs And frightning 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 way to dublin Whack follol de rah In mullingar that night I rested limbs so weary Started by daylight next morning blithe and early Took a drop of pure to keep me heartfrom sinking Thats a paddy's cure whenever he's on drinking See the lassies smile laughing all the while At me curious style twould set your heart a bubblin Asked me was I hired wages I required 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 all the way to dublin whack follol de rah In dublin next arrived I thought it such a pity To be soon deprived a view of that fine city So then I took a stroll all among the quality Me 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 they 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 way to dublin whack follol de rah 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 hearty rigs Danced some hearty jigs the water round me bubbling When off holyhead I wished meself was dead Or better for instead on the rocky road to dublin One two three four five Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road all the way to dublin whack follol de rah 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 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 load hurray joined in the affray We quitely 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 follol de rah
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