Rocky Road to Dublin Lyrics by Dropkick Murphys

Rocky Road to Dublin Lyrics

    In the merry month of June from my home i
    started left the girls of Taum nearly broken
    hearted saluted me dear father dear, kissed
    me darling mother, drank a pint of beer, my
    grief and tears to smother then off to reap
    the corn, leave where i was born cut a stout
    of blackthorn to banish ghosts and goblins,
    brand new pair of brogues, rattling o'er the
    bogs frightening all the dogs on the rocky
    road to dublin and 1, 2, 3, 4, 5.

    In Mullingar last night, i rested limbs so weary started by
    daylight next morning bright and early took a drop of the
    pure to me heart from sinking thats the daddys cure when
    hes on the drinking see the lassies smile, laughing all the
    while at me darling style, woud set your heart-a-bubblin'
    asked me was i hired, wages i required til i was almost tired
    of the rocky road to dublin and 1, 2, 3, 4, 5.

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    Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road and all the
    way to Dublinm whack-fol-la-de-da.

    In Dublin next arrived, i thought it such a pity to be so soon
    deprived a view of that fine city decided to take a stroll all
    among the quality bundler, it was stole in that neat locality
    something crossed my mind when i looked behind no bundle
    could i find upon me stick a-wobblin' crying for rogue said me
    connaught brougue wasnt much in vogue on the rocky road to
    dublin and 1, 2, 3, 4, 5.

    Chorus

    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 room had he then i jumped aboard a cabin found for
    daddy down among the pigs, played some funny rigs, danced
    some hearty jigs, the water round my bubblin off to hollyhead,
    wished myself was dead or better far instead on the rocky road
    to dublin and 1, 2, 3, 4, 5.

    Chorus

    The boys in liverpool, when we safely landed call meself a fool,
    i could not long stand it blood began to boil, temper i was losing
    poor old erin's isle they began abusing hooray me soul, says i, let
    the shellaillagh fly some galway boys were nigh, say i was a-hobblin
    with a loud array, they joined me in the fray and soon we cleared the
    war on the rocky road to dublin and 1, 2, 3, 4, 5.

    Chorus

    1, 2, 3, 4, 5

    Chorus



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