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[ti:The Rocky Road To Dublin] |
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[ar:The Dubliners] |
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In the merry month of May,From my home I started, |
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Left the girls of Tuam,Nearly broken hearted, |
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Saluted father dear,Kissed my darlin'mother, |
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Drank a pint of beer,My grief and tears to smother, |
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Then off to reap the corn,And leave where I was born, |
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I cut a stout blackthorn,To banish ghost and goblin, |
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In a brand new pair of brogues,I rattled o'er the bogs, |
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And frightened all the dogs,On the rocky road to Dublin. |
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One,two,three,four,five |
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Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road and all the way to Dublin, |
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whack-fol-la-de-da! |
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In Mullingar that night,I rested limbs so weary, |
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Started by daylight,Next mornin'light and airy, |
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Took a drop of the pure,To keep my heart from sinkin', |
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That's an Irishman's cure,Whene'er he's on for drinking. |
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To see the lasses smile,Laughing all the while |
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At my curious style,'Twould set your heart a-bubblin'. |
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They ax'd if I was hired,The wages I required, |
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Till I was almost tired,Of the rocky road to Dublin. |
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One,two,three,four,five |
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Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road and all the way to Dublin, |
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whack-fol-la-de-da! |
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In Dublin next arrived,I thought it such a pity, |
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To be so soon deprived,A view of that fine city. |
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Then I took a stroll,All among the quality, |
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My bundle it was stole,In a neat locality; |
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Something crossed my mind,Then I looked behind; |
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No bundle could I find,Upon my stick a wobblin'. |
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Enquirin'for the rogue,They said my Connacht brogue, |
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Wasn't much in vogue,On the rocky road to Dublin. |
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One,two,three,four,five |
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Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road and all the way to Dublin, |
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whack-fol-la-de-da! |
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From there I got away,My spirits never failin' |
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Landed on the quay As the ship was sailin'; |
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Captain at me roared,Said that no room had he, |
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When I jumped aboard,A cabin found for Paddy, |
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Down among the pigs I played some funny rigs, |
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Danced some hearty jigs,The water round me bubblin', |
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When off Holyhead,I wished myself was dead, |
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Or better far instead,On the rocky road to Dublin. |
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One,two,three,four,five |
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Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road and all the way to Dublin, |
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whack-fol-la-de-da! |
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The boys of Liverpool,When we safely landed, |
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Called myself a fool;I could no longer stand it; |
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Blood began to boil,Temper I was losin', |
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Poor ould Erin's isle They began abusin', |
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"Hurrah my soul,"sez I,My shillelagh I let fly; |
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Some Galway boys were by,Saw I was a hobble in, |
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Then with a loud hurray,They joined in the affray. |
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We quickly cleared the way,For the rocky road to Dublin. |
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One,two,three,four,five |
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Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road and all the way to Dublin, |
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whack-fol-la-de-da! |
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