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 grief and to smother.
Off to the corn,
where I was born,
Cut a stout
to ghosts and goblins;
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
the rocky road
all the way to Dublin,
One two three five!
In Mulingar night,
I limbs so weary,
by daylight,
Next morning, and airy;
Took a of the pure,
to my heart from sinking,
That's a cure,
he's for drinking.
See the smile,
all the while,
At my style,
'Twould set heart a-bubblin';
asked if I was hired,
I required,
'Til I was tired
of the road to Dublin.

In next arrived,
and thought it a pity
to be so deprived,
a view of that city;
I took a stroll,
all the quality,
My it was stole,
in that locality.
Something my mind,
I looked behind,
no bundle I find,
upon my a-wobblin';
for the rogue,
They said my Connaught
wasn't in vogue,
on the road to Dublin.

Then the day,
Spirits failing,
I on the quay,
Just as a ship was
at me roared,
Said that no had he,
When I aboard,
A cabin for Paddy.
among the pigs,
I played merry rigs,
I danced some jigs,
The water 'round me
off Holyhead,
I wished was dead,
Or far instead,
on the road to Dublin.

The of Liverpool,
when we landed,
meself a fool,
I no longer stand it;
began to boil,
me it was risin',
for old isle,
began abusing.
"Hurrah, me soul!" I,
me I let fly,
Galway boys were by,
they saw I was
with a Hurray!
joined in the affray,
we cleared the way,
for the rocky to Dublin.