Luyện nghe bài hát The Rocky Road To Dublin

Merry of June,
And from my I started,
the girls of Tuam,
Nearly hearted;
father dear,
Kissed my mother,
drank a of beer,
my and tears to smother.
Off to the corn,
where I was born,
Cut a stout
to banish ghosts and
In a brand new of brogues,
I o'er the bogs,
all the dogs
on the road to Dublin.
One two three four five,
hunt the hare and her
down the road
all the way to Dublin,
One two three five!
In Mulingar night,
I rested so weary,
by daylight,
Next morning, and airy;
a drop of the pure,
to keep my heart sinking,
That's a cure,
Whenever for drinking.
See the smile,
all the while,
At my style,
'Twould set heart a-bubblin';
They if I was hired,
I required,
'Til I was almost
of the road to Dublin.

In next arrived,
and thought it a pity
to be so deprived,
a view of fine city;
I took a stroll,
all the quality,
My it was stole,
in neat locality.
crossed my mind,
Then I behind,
no I could find,
upon my a-wobblin';
for the rogue,
They said my Connaught
much in vogue,
on the road to Dublin.

Then the day,
Spirits failing,
I on the quay,
Just as a was sailing;
at me roared,
Said no room had he,
I jumped aboard,
A cabin for Paddy.
among the pigs,
I played merry rigs,
I danced hearty jigs,
The 'round me bubblin';
off Holyhead,
I meself was dead,
Or far instead,
on the rocky to Dublin.

The of Liverpool,
when we landed,
called a fool,
I could no longer it;
Blood to boil,
me it was risin',
for old isle,
began abusing.
"Hurrah, me soul!" I,
me I let fly,
some boys were by,
they saw I was
with a Hurray!
they in the affray,
we quickly the way,
for the road to Dublin.