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letra de rocky road to dublin - the irish brigade

[verse 1]
in the merry month o’ june, from me home i started
kissed the girls of tuam, left them broken hearted
saluted father dear, kissed me darling mother
drank a pint of beer, me tears and grief to smother
then off the reap the corn, leave where i was born
cut a stout blackth-rn to banish ghosts and goblins
brand new pair of brogues, rattlin’ all the bogs
fightin’ 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 thе way to dublin, whack fol-lai-de-rye!

[verse 2]
in mullingar next night, rеsted, limbs so weary
started by daylight, that morning light and airy
took a drop of the pure, to stop me heart from sinking
that’s [?] cure when he’s off to drinking!
to see the lassies smile, laughing all the while
at me curious style to send your heat a-wobblin’
and asked if i was hired, wages i required
’till i was almost tired of 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-lai-de-rye!
[verse 3]
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
bundle, it was stole, all in a neat locality
something crossed me mind, when i looked behind
no bundle could i find, upon me stick a-wobblin’
i asked him for the rogue, in me connaught brogue
wasn’t much a vogue 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-lai-de-rye!

[tin whistle solo]

[verse 4]
from there i got away, me spirits never failin’
landed on the quay, just as the ship was sailin’
the captain at me roared, said that no room had he
then i jumped aboard, a cabin found for paddy!
down among the pigs, played some funny rigs
danced some hearty jigs, the water ’round me bubblin’
then off holyhead, wished that i was dead
or better off instead 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-lai-de-rye!

[verse 5]
the boys of liverpool, when i safely landed
called meself a fool, i could no longer stand it
blood, it began to boil, temper i was losin’
poor old erin’s isle they began abusing!
“hurrah me soul!” says i, me shillelagh i let fly
some galway boys were by, saw me was a hobble in
with a loud “hurray!” joined in the affray
quickly, did way on the rocky road to dublin

[chorus]
one, two, three, four, five
the hare and turn her down the rocky road
and all the way to dublin, whack fol-lai-de-rye!

- the irish brigade

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