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Dropkick Murphys
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The Rocky Road To Dublin
Lyricist：Barr Alexander , Casey Kenneth William, Kelly Mathew Edward
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In the merry month of June from my home I started
Left the girls of Taum nearly brokenhearted, saluted me 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 blackthorn to banish ghosts and goblin
Brand new pair of brogues
Rattling o'er the bogs, frightenin' all the dogs
On the rocky road to Dublin
One, two, three, four, five
In Mullingar last night, I rested limbs so weary
Started by daylight next morning bright and early
Took a drop of the pure to keep me heart from sinkin'
That's the daddy's cure when he's on the drinkin'
See the lassies smile
Laughing all the while at me darling style
Would set your heart a bubblin'
Asked me was I hired
Wages I required 'til I was almost tired
Of the 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 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 bundle
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'
Cryin' for a rogue said me Connaught Brogue
Wasn't much in vogue on the rocky road to Dublin
One, two, three, four, five
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Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road
And all the way to Dublin
Whack fol la de da
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 then
I jumped aboard a cabin found for Daddy
Down among the pigs
Played some funny rigs, danced some hearty jigs
The water 'round me bubblin' off to hollyhead
Wished myself was dead
Or better far instead on the 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 la de da
The boys in Liverpool, when we safely landed called meself a fool
I could no longer 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'
Saw I was a hobblin' with a loud array
They joined me in the fray and soon we cleared the way
On the 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 la de da
One, two, three, four, five
Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road
And all the way to Dublin
Whack fol la de da
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