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Rocky Road To Dublin Lyrics - Singles - Orthodox Celts

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 black thorn to banish ghost and goblins 

Brand new pair of brogues rattled o'er the bogs 

Frightened all the dogs on rocky road to Dublin 

 

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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 

Blinded by daylight next morning light and airy 

Took a drop of the pure to keep my heart from sinking 

That's an Irish cure whene'er he's on for drinking 

To see the lasses smile, laughing all the while 

At my curious style, t'would set your heart a-bubbling 

Ax'd if I was hired, wages I required 

I was almost tired on rocky road to Dublin 

 

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In Dublin next arrived I thought it such a pity 

To be so soon deprived a view of that fine city 

Then I took a stroll all among the quality 

Bundle it was stole in a neat locality 

Something crossed me mind, then I looked behind 

No bundle could I find upon me stick a-wobblin' 

Enquiring for the rogue, said me Connaught brogue 

Wasn't much in vogue on rocky road to Dublin 

 

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From there I got away my spirits never failing 

Landed on the quay as the ship was sailing 

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' 

Off to Holyhead, wished myself was dead 

Or better far, instead, on rocky road to Dublin 

 

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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" sez I, me shillelagh I let fly 

Galway boys were by, saw I was a hobble in 

Then with a loud Hurrah, joined in affray 

Quickly cleared the way, on rocky road to Dublin