The Rocky Road To Dublin

In the merry month of May I from me (Bm)home I (Em)started,

left the (Bm)girls of (Em)Tuam (D)severely brokenhearted,

(Em)saluted fa o' ther dear, all to kissed me (Bm)darlin' (Em)mother,

drank a pint of beer in me (D)grief and tears to smother,

then (Em)off to reap the (Bm)corn,

leave where I was born, no (Em)cut a stout (Bm)blackthorn to (D)banish ghost and goblin,

a (Bm)bran' new pair o' brogues,

what rattled o'er the bogs, till (Em)frightened all the (Bm)dogs (D)on the rocky road to Dubelin.

(Em)One, two, (Bm)three, four, (Em)five, hunt the hare and turn her on the (Bm)rocky (Em)road and (D)all the way to Dubelin.

(Em)(Bm)(Em)Whackfololdela.

(Em)In Mulligan that night I I rested (Bm)limbs so (Em)weary,

started (Bm)by (Em)daylight next (D)morning bright and eared,

ly, (Em)took a drop o' the pure all a keep my (Bm)heart from (Em)sinking,

that's a Paddy's cure in (D)whene'er he's on for drinking.

To (Em)see the lassies (Bm)smile, laughing all the while,

no (Em)at my daring (Bm)style 'twould (D)set your heart a bubblin'.

They (Bm)asked if I was hired,

they wages I required, till (Em)I was almost (Bm)tired (D)of the rocky road to Dubelin.

(Em)One, two, (Bm)three, four, (Em)five, hunt the hare and turn her on the (Bm)rocky (Em)road and (D)all the way to Dubelin.

(Em)(Bm)(Em)Whackfololdela. la.