In the merry month of
May, From my home I
started,
Left the girls of Tuam,
Nearly broken hearted,
Saluted father dear,
Kissed my darlin'
mother,
Drank a pint of beer, My
grief and tears to
smother,
Then off to reap the
corn, And leave where I
was born,
I cut a stout
blackthorn, To banish
ghost and goblin,
In a brand new pair of
brogues, I rattled o'er
the bogs,
And frightened all the
dogs,On the 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 ways to
Dublin,
Whack-fol-lol-de-ra.
In Mullingar that night,
I rested limbs so weary,
Started by daylight,
Next mornin' light and
airy,
Took a drop of the pure,
To keep my heart from
sinkin',
That's an Irishman's
cure, Whene'er he's on
for drinking.
To see the lasses smile,
Laughing all the while,
At my curious style, 'Twould
set your heart a-bubblin'.
They ax'd if I was
hired, The wages I
required,
Till I was almost tired,
Of the 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,
My bundle it was stole,
In a neat locality;
Something crossed my
mind, Then I looked
behind;
No bundle could I find,
Upon my stick a wobblin'.
Enquirin' for the rogue,
They said my Connacht
brogue,
Wasn't much in vogue, On
the rocky road to Dublin.
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From there I got away,
My spirits never failin'
Landed on the quay As
the ship was sailin';
Captain at me roared,
Said that no room had
he,
When I jumped aboard, A
cabin found for Paddy,
Down among the pigs I
played some funny rigs,
Danced some hearty jigs,
The water round me
bubblin',
When off Holyhead, I
wished myself was dead,
Or better far instead,
On the rocky road to
Dublin.
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The boys of Liverpool,
When we safely landed,
Called myself a fool; I
could no longer stand
it;
Blood began to boil,
Temper I was losin',
Poor ould Erin's isle
They began abusin',
"Hurrah my soul," sez I,
My shillelagh I let fly;
Some Galway boys were
by, Saw I was a hobble
in,
Then with a loud hurray,
They joined in the
affray.
We quickly cleared the
way, For the rocky road
to Dublin.
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