Rocky Road to Dublin / Down the River

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 me grief and tears to smother Then off to reap the corn, leave where I was born Cut the stout black thorn to banish ghost and goblins Brand new pair of brogues rattled o'er the bogs Frightened all the dogs on rocky road to Dublin One two three four five Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road And all the way to Dublin whack fol lol de ra In Mullingar that night I rested limbs so weary Blinded by daylight next morning light and airy Took a drop of the pure to keep my heart from sinking That's an Irish cure whenever he's on for drinking To see the lasses smile, laughing all the while At my curious style, t'would set your heart a-bubbling Ax'd if I was hired, wages I required I was almost tired on rocky road to Dublin One two three four five Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road And all the way to dublin whack fol lol de ra 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 in a neat locality Something crossed me mind, then I looked behind No bundle could I find upon me stick a-wobblin' Enquiring for the rogue, said me Connaught brogue Wasn't much in vogue on rocky road to Dublin One two three four five Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road And all the way to dublin whack fol lol de ra 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, Played some funny rigs Danced some hearty jigs, the water round me bubblin' Off to Holyhead, wished myself was dead Or better far, instead, on rocky road to Dublin One two three four five Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road And all the way to dublin whack fol lol de ra 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 abusin' "Hurrah me soul" sez I, me shillelagh I let fly Galway boys were by, saw I was a hobble in Then with a loud Hurrah, joined in affray Quickly cleared the way, on rocky road to Dublin One two three four five Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road And all the way to dublin one two three four five Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road And all the way to dublin whack fol lol de ra