The Rocky Road to Dublin (feat. John Sheahan & Barney McKenna)
Damien Dempsey
Contemporary Singer/Songwriter
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Créditos
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Damien Dempsey
Vocals
Eamonn De Barra
Whistling
John McLoughlin
Guitar
John Sheahan
Fiddle
Barney McKenna
Mandolin
Clare Kenny
Bass
John Reynolds
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Damien Dempsey
Composer
Eamonn De Barra
Arranger
Patrick Jude
Composer
John McLoughlin
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
John Reynolds
Producer
Ciaran Byrne
Engineer
Mike Manning
Engineer
Tim Oliver
Mixing Engineer
Leon O'Neill
Engineer
Letras
Was in the merry month of June when first from home I started
Left the girls of Tuam all sad and broken hearted
Saluted father dear, kissed me darling mother
I drank a pint of beer, me grief and tears to smother
Then off to reap the corn, leave where I was born
Cut a stout blackthorn to banish ghosts and goblins
Me brand new pair of brogues, rattlin' o'er the bogs
Frightened all the dogs over the rocky road to Dublin
One, two, three, four, five
Hunt the hare, turn her down the rocky road
And all the ways to Dublin, whack-for-la-lee-da-dah
In Mullingar that night I rested limbs so weary
Started by darylight next morning bright and early
Took a drop of the pure, kept me heart from sinking
That's the Paddy's cure, ever he's on for drinking
To see the lassies smile, laughing all the while
At me curious style, would set your heart a-bubblin'
An' asked if I was hired, wages I required
'Til I was nearly tired of the rocky road to Dublin
One, two, three, four, five
Hunt the hare, turn her down the rocky road
And all the ways to Dublin, whack-for-la-lee-da-dah
In Dublin next arrived, I thought it'd be a pity
To be so soon deprived a view of that fine city
So then I took a stroll all among the quality
Bundle it was stole, in the neat locality
Something crossed me mind, when I looked behind
No bundle could I find upon me stick a-wobblin'
"Enquiring after the rogue?" said my Connaught brogue
Wasn't much in vogue on the rocky road to Dublin
One, two, three, four, five
Hunt the hare, turn her down the rocky road
And all the ways to Dublin, whack-for-la-lee-da-dah
From there I got away, me spirits never failing
Landed on the quay, just 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, played some hearty rigs
Danced some hearty jigs, the water round me bubblin'
Meltin' at Holyhead, wished meself was dead
Or better far instead on the rocky road to Dublin
One, two, three, four, five
Hunt the hare, turn her down the rocky road
And all the ways to Dublin, whack-for-la-lee-da-dah
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 Erin's isle they began abusing
"Hurrah me soul!" says I, shillelagh I let fly
Galway boys were by and saw I was a-hobblin'
With a loud, "Hurray!" joined into the affray
Quickly cleared the way for the rocky road to Dublin
One, two, three, four, five
Hunt the hare, turn her down the rocky road
And all the ways to Dublin, whack-for-la-lee-da-dah
Hunt the hare, turn her down the rocky road
And all the ways to Dublin, whack-for-la-lee-da-dah
Written by: Damien Dempsey, Dp, Eamonn De Barra, John Mcloughlin, Patrick Jude
