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letra de rocky road to dublin - waxies dargle

in the merry month of may from my home i started
left the girls of tuam nearly broken-hearted
saluted father dear, kissed my 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
i cut a stout blackth-rn to banish ghost and goblin
in a bran’new pair of brogues i rattled o’er the bogs
and frightened all the dogs on the rocky road to dublin
cho: one, two, three, four five, hunt the hare and turn her
down the rocky roaad, and all the ways to dublin
whack fol-lol-de-ra
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 my heart from sinking
that’s an frishman’s cure, whene’er he’s on for drinking
to see the l-sses smile, laughing all the while
at my curious style, ‘twould set your heart a-bubbling
they ax’d if i was hired, the wages i required
till i was almost tired of the rocky road to dublin
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 out among the quality
my bundle it was stole in a neat locality;
something crossed my mind, then i looked behind
no bundle could i find upon me stick a-wobblin’
enquiring for the rogue, they said my connaught brogue
wasn’t much in vogue on the rocky road to dublin
from there i got away my 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 myself was dead
or better far, instead, on the rocky road to dublin
the bovs of liverpool, when we safely landed
called myself a fool, i could no longer stand it;
blood began to boil, temper i was losin’
poor old erin’s isle they began abusin’
“hurrah my soul!” sez i, my shillelagh i let fly
some 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

- waxies dargle

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