Sherlock Holmes movie - The Rocky Road to Dublin lyrics
rate meIn the merry month of June 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 be 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 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 !<br>
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