The Rocky Road To Dublin sing and play along

In the merry month of May I from me home I started,

left the girls of Tuam severely brokenhearted,

saluted fa o' ther dear, all to kissed me darlin' mother,

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

then off to reap the corn,

leave where I was born, no cut a stout blackthorn to banish ghost and goblin,

a bran' new pair o' brogues,

what rattled o'er the bogs, till frightened all the dogs on the rocky road to Dubelin.

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

Whackfololdela.

In Mulligan that night I I rested limbs so weary,

started by daylight next morning bright and eared,

ly, took a drop o' the pure all a keep my heart from sinking,

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

To see the lassies smile, laughing all the while,

no at my daring style 'twould set your heart a bubblin'.

They asked if I was hired,

they wages I required, till I was almost tired of the rocky road to Dubelin.

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

Whackfololdela. la.