Luyện nghe bài hát The Rocky Road To Dublin

In the month of May
From me home I
Left the of Tuam
Sad and hearted

Salute me father
And kissed me darlin'
Then a pint of beer
Me tears and grief to

Off to reap the
where I was born
I cut a stoat thorn
To banish and Goblins

In a pair of new of brogues
Rattled the bogs
I all the dogs
On the road to Dublin

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Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky
And all the way to Dublin, fer al de da

In next arrived
And thought it a pity
To be so deprived
A view of that city

Then I took a
All the quality
Me bundle it was
In neat locality

Something crossed me
When I looked
No bundle I find
Upon me stick a

Enquiring the rogue
me "Connaught Brogue
Was not much in
On the rocky to Dublin"

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Hunt the hare and turn her down the road
And all the way to Dublin, fer al de da

The of Liverpool
When we safely
myself a fool
I no longer stand it

Me began to boil
Me temper I was
For old isle
They began

say I
Me I let fly
Galway were by
saw I was a hobblin'

With a "Hurray"
joined in the affray
We quickly the way
For the road to Dublin

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Hunt the hare and her down the rocky road
Nd all the way to Dublin, fer al de da