Karaoké The Rocky Road to Dublin The High Kings

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 a stout blackthorn to banish ghosts and goblins

A brand new pair of brogues

Rattlin' o'er the bogs

Frightenin' all the dogs on the rocky road to Dublin

One two three four five

Hunt the Hare and turn her down the rocky road

All the way to Dublin

Whack fol lol le rah

In Mullingar that night

I rested limbs so weary

Started by daylight me spirits bright and airy

Took a drop of the pure

Keep me heart from sinkin'

That's the Paddy's cure whenever he's on for drinkin'

To see the lassies smile

Laughin' all the while at me curious style

'Twould set your heart a-bubblin'

An' asked if I was hired

Wages I required

'Till I was nearly tired of the rocky road to Dublin

One two three four five

Hunt the Hare and turn her down the rocky road

All the way to Dublin

Whack fol lol le rah

In Dublin next arrived

I thought it such a pity to be so soon deprived a view of that fine city

Well then I took a stroll all among the quality

Bundle it was stole

All in a neat locality

Somethin' crossed me mind

When I looked behind no bundle could I find upon me stick a wobble

Enquirin' for the rogue

Said me Connaught brogue

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

All the way to Dublin

Whack fol lol le rah

From there I got away

Me spirits never failin'

Landed on the quay just as the ship was sailin'

The 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'

When off Holyhead wished meself 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

All the way to Dublin

Whack fol lol le rah

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 says I

Me shillelagh I let fly

Galway boys were nigh and saw I was a hobblin'

With a loud Hurray 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

All the way to Dublin

Whack fol lol le rah

Hunt the Hare and turn her down the rocky road

All the way to Dublin

Whack fol lol le rah

Whack fol lol le rah

Whack fol lol le rah