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letra de rocky road - cruachan

[arrangement: kf words: unknown]

in the merry month of june,
from me home i started,
left the girls of tuam nearly broken-hearted,
saluted father dear, kissed me darlin’ mother,
drank a pint of beer
my grief and tears to smother.
then off to reap the corn
and leave where i was born,
cut a stout black-th-rn to banish ghosts and goblins,
a brand new pair of brogues
i rattled o’er the bogs,
frightened all the dogs
on the rocky road to dublin.

[chorus:]
one two three four five,
hunt the hare and turn her,
down the rocky road and all the way to dublin,
whack fol lal de da!

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 me heart from sinking,
that’s the paddy’s cure,
when’er he’s on for drinking,
to see the l-sses smile, laughing all the while,
at me curious style
would set your heart a bubbling,
they asked if i was hired, the wages i required,
till i was nearly tired
of the rocky road to dublin.

[chorus.]

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 – all among the quality,
me bundle it was stole in a neat locality:
something crossed me mind,
then i looked behind,
no bundle could i find upon me stick a wobblin’,
inquiring for the rogue,
they said me connaught brogue,
wasn’t much in vogue
on the rocky road to dublin

[chorus.]

from there i got away me 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 i played some funny rigs,
danced some hearty jigs,
the water round me bubblin’,
when off to holyhead i wished meself was dead,
or better far instead,
the rocky road to dublin

the boys of liverpool, when we safely landed,
called meself a fool, i could no longer stand it,
blood began to boil, temper i was losin’,
poor old eierann’s isle they began abusin’,
“hurrah me soul” says i, shillelagh i let fly,
galway boys were by, saw i was a hobble in,
then with a loud hurrah, they joined in the affray,
we quickly cleared the way
for the rocky road to dublin

[chorus.]

- cruachan

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