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Rocky Road To Dublin

Written by Tradditional Irish arr. Ana Djokic

Track 9 from Green Roses

 In the merry month of June from my 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
 
 Chorus :
 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
 Started 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
  
 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 among the quality
 Bundle it was stole in a neat locality
 Something crossed my 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
  
 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
  
 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 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

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