[00:01.400]In the merry month of May from me home I started,
[00:03.970]Left the girls of Tuam so sad and broken hearted,
[00:06.390]Saluted father dear, kissed me darling mother,
[00:08.880]Drank a pint of beer, me grief and tears to smother,
[00:11.560]Then off to reap the corn, leave where I was born,
[00:14.200]Cut a stout black thorn to banish ghosts and goblins;
[00:16.260]Bought a pair of brogues rattling o'er the bogs
[00:20.000]And fright'ning all the dogs on the rocky road to Dublin.
[00:23.180]One, two, three four, five,
[00:24.330]Hunt the Hare and turn her down the rocky road
[00:26.660]all the way to Dublin, Whack follol de rah !
[00:32.320]In Mullingar that night I rested limbs so weary,
[00:34.550]Started by daylight next morning blithe and early,
[00:37.650]Took a drop of pure to keep me heartfrom sinking;
[00:40.410]Thats a Paddy's cure whenever he's on drinking.
[00:43.060]See the lassies smile, laughing all the while
[00:45.580]At me curious style, 'twould set your heart a bubblin'
[00:48.280]Asked me was I hired, wages I required,
[00:50.950]I was almost tired of the rocky road to Dublin.
[00:54.280]One, two, three four, five,
[00:55.780]Hunt the Hare and turn her down the rocky road
[00:58.260]all the way to Dublin, Whack follol de rah !
[01:03.490]In Dublin next arrived, I thought it such a pity
[01:06.080]To be soon deprived a view of that fine city.
[01:08.270]So then I took a stroll, all among the quality;
[01:10.660]Me bundle it was stole, all in a neat locality.
[01:14.340]Something crossed me mind, when I looked behind,
[01:16.890]No bundle could I find upon me stick a wobblin
[01:19.600]Enquiring for the rogue, they said me Connaught brogue
[01:22.580]Wasn't much in vogue on the rocky road to Dublin.
[01:25.600]One, two, three four, five,
[01:26.810]Hunt the Hare and turn her down the rocky road
[01:29.720]all the way to Dublin, Whack follol de rah !
[01:33.630]From there I got away, me spirits never falling,
[01:36.070]Landed on the quay, just as the ship was sailing.
[01:38.620]The Captain at me roared, said that no room had he;
[01:41.760]When I jumped aboard, a cabin found for Paddy.
[01:43.420]Down among the pigs, played some hearty rigs,
[01:46.530]Danced some hearty jigs, the water round me bubbling;
[01:49.630]When off Holyhead I wished meself was dead,
[01:52.450]Or better for instead on the rocky road to Dublin.
[01:55.310]One, two, three four, five,
[01:56.640]Hunt the Hare and turn her down the rocky road
[01:59.420]all the way to Dublin, Whack follol de rah !
[02:33.340]Well the boys of Liverpool, when we safely landed,
[02:35.890]Called meself a fool, I could no longer stand it.
[02:38.740]Blood began to boil, temper I was losing;
[02:41.320]Poor old Erin's Isle they began abusing.
[02:43.800]"Hurrah me soul" says I, me Shillelagh I let fly. “
[02:45.500]Some Galway boys were nigh and saw I was a hobble in,
[02:49.050]With a load "hurray !" joined in the affray.
[02:52.080]We quitely cleared the way for the rocky road to Dublin.
[02:55.130]One, two, three four, five,
[02:56.170]Hunt the Hare and turn her down the rocky road
[02:57.780]all the way to Dublin, Whack follol de rah !
[03:01.190]Hunt the Hare and turn her down the rocky road
[03:03.870]all the way to Dublin, Whack follol de rah !
[03:06.360]Whack follol de rah !