Dubliners - The Rocky Road To Dublin lyrics
rate meWhile in the merry month of May from me home I started,<br />
Left the girls of Tuam so sad and broken hearted,<br />
Saluted father dear, kissed me darling mother,<br />
Drank a pint of beer, me grief and tears to smother,<br />
Then off to reap the corn, leave where I was born,<br />
Cut a stout black thorn to banish ghosts and goblins;<br />
Bought a pair of brogues rattling o'er the bogs<br />
And fright'ning all the dogs on the rocky road to Dublin.<br />
<br />
One, two, three four, five,<br />
Hunt the Hare and turn her down the rocky road<br />
all the way to Dublin, Whack follol de rah !<br />
<br />
In Mullingar that night I rested limbs so weary,<br />
Started by daylight next morning blithe and early,<br />
Took a drop of pure to keep me heartfrom sinking;<br />
Thats a Paddy's cure whenever he's on drinking.<br />
See the lassies smile, laughing all the while<br />
At me curious style, 'twould set your heart a bubblin'<br />
Asked me was I hired, wages I required,<br />
I was almost tired of the rocky road to Dublin.<br />
<br />
One, two, three four, five,<br />
Hunt the Hare and turn her down the rocky road<br />
all the way to Dublin, Whack follol de rah !<br />
<br />
In Dublin next arrived, I thought it such a pity<br />
To be soon deprived a view of that fine city.<br />
So then I took a stroll, all among the quality;<br />
Me bundle it was stole, all in a neat locality.<br />
Something crossed me mind, when I looked behind,<br />
No bundle could I find upon me stick a wobblin'<br />
Enquiring for the rogue, they said me Connaught brogue<br />
Wasn't much in vogue on the rocky road to Dublin.<br />
<br />
One, two, three four, five,<br />
Hunt the Hare and turn her down the rocky road<br />
all the way to Dublin, Whack follol de rah !<br />
<br />
From there I got away, me spirits never falling,<br />
Landed on the quay, just as the ship was sailing.<br />
The Captain at me roared, said that no room had he;<br />
When I jumped aboard, a cabin found for Paddy.<br />
Down among the pigs, played some hearty rigs,<br />
Danced some hearty jigs, the water round me bubbling;<br />
When off Holyhead I wished meself was dead,<br />
Or better for instead on the rocky road to Dublin.<br />
<br />
One, two, three four, five,<br />
Hunt the Hare and turn her down the rocky road<br />
all the way to Dublin, Whack follol de rah !<br />
<br />
Well the boys of Liverpool, when we safely landed,<br />
Called meself a fool, I could no longer stand it.<br />
Blood began to boil, temper I was losing;<br />
Poor old Erin's Isle they began abusing.<br />
"Hurrah me soul" says I, me Shillelagh I let fly.<br />
Some Galway boys were nigh and saw I was a hobble in,<br />
With a load "hurray !" joined in the affray.<br />
We quitely cleared the way for the rocky road to Dublin.<br />
<br />
One, two, three four, five,<br />
Hunt the Hare and turn her down<br />
the rocky road and all the way to Dublin,<br />
Whack follol de rah !
