Connemara Stone Company - Rocky Road To Dublin lyrics

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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 darlin' 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 ghost and goblin

A brand new pair of brogues, rattlin o'er the bogs

And frightenin' all the dogs on the rock road to

Dublin.

One, two, three, four, five

Hunt the hare and turn her

Down the rocky road, another way to Dublin

Whack fol-laddie-ah!

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 amoung the quality

My 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'

Enquirein' for the rogue, they said me Connacht brogue

Wasn't much in vogue on the rock road to Dublin.

One, two, three, four, five

Hunt the hare and turn her

Down the rocky road, another way to Dublin

Whack fol-laddie-ah!

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 amoung the pigs, played some funny rigs,

Danced some hearty jigs the water round me bubblin'

When off Holyhead, wished meself was dead,

Or better far instead on the rock road to Dublin.

One, two, three, four, five

Hunt the hare and turn her

Down the rocky road, another way to Dublin

Whack fol-laddie-ah!

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'

Poor old Erin's Isle they began abusin'

"Hurrah, me Soul!" says I, my shillelagh I let fly

Some Galway boys were nigh and saw I was a hobbelin'

With a loud "Hurray" joined in the affray

We quickly cleared the way on the rocky road to Dublin!

One, two, three, four, five

Hunt the hare and turn her

Down the rocky road, another way to Dublin

Whack fol-laddie-ah!