Rocky Road to Dublin
words
and music traditional
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 blackthorn, To banish ghost
and goblin,
In a brand new pair of brogues, I rattled o'er the bogs,
And
frightened all the dogs,On the rocky road to Dublin.
One, two, three, four five,
Hunt the hare and turn her
Down the rocky
road
And all the ways to Dublin,
Whack-fol-lol-de-ra.
In Mullingar that night, I rested limbs so weary,
Started by daylight, Next
mornin' light and airy,
Took a drop of the pure, To keep my heart from sinkin',
That's an Irishman's cure, Whene'er he's on for drinking.
To see the lasses
smile, Laughing all the while,
At my curious style, 'Twould set your heart
a-bubblin'.
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, All 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 my stick a wobblin'.
Enquirin'
for the rogue, They said my Connacht brogue,
Wasn't much in vogue, On the
rocky road to Dublin.
From there I got away, My spirits never failin'
Landed on the quay As the
ship was sailin';
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 Holyhead, I wished myself was dead,
Or better far instead, On the rocky
road to Dublin.
The boys 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 ould
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
hurray, They joined in the affray.
We quickly cleared the way, For the rocky
road to Dublin.
Chords:
KEY Dm
verse:
Dm C
Dm C
Dm C
Dm C
Dm F Dm F
Dm F Dm
Dm
F Dm F
Dm C
chorus: C Dm
Dm
Dm
C
Dm
Background:
Written
in 19th century
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