Album: (Songs of Longing and Debauchery)

Song Title: (Rocky Road to Dublin)

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

 My tears and grief 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 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
Enough to take a stroll

 All among the quality
My bundle it was stole

 In a neat locality
Something crossed my mind

When I looked behind
No bundle could I find

Upon my stick a wobblin'.
Enquiring for the rogue

 They said my Connacht rogue
Wasn't much in vogue

 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-lol-de-ra

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 old Erin's Isle

They began abusin',
Hurrah me voice inside

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
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 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',
I wished myself was dead
Or better far instead
When off Holyhead
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-lol-de-ra