Rocky Road To Dublindown The River

Orthodox Celts

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    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

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    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

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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 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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