Luyện nghe bài hát The Rocky Road to Dublin

'Twas in the month of June from me home I started
Left the girls of Tuam broken hearted
father dear, kissed me darling mother
Drank a pint of beer, me grief and tears to
Then off to the corn, leave where I was born
Cut the stout black thorn to be on the shores to
Brand new of brogues rattlin' o'er the bogs
Fightin' all the dogs on the rocky to Dublin.

One, two, four, five
Hunt the hare and turn her down the road
And all the way to Dublin, follol de rah!

In Mullingar that night I tired and weary
Left the room next morning bright and airy
Had a drop of the pure to keep me heart from
That's a Paddy's cure whene'er he's on the
See the lassies smile, all the while
At me curious style, 'twould set heart a bubblin'
Asked me was I hired, I required
Till I was sick and of the rocky road to Dublin.

One, two, four, five
Hunt the hare and turn her the rocky road
And all the way to Dublin, whack de rah!

In next arrived I thought it such a pity
To be so soon a view of that fine city.
When I took a all among the quality
Me bundle it was in the neat locality.
Something crossed me mind I looked behind
No bundle I find upon me stick a wobblin'
for the rogue, they called me Connaught brogue
Wasn't much in on the rocky road to Dublin.

One, two, four, five
Hunt the and turn her down the rocky road
And all the way to Dublin, follol de rah!

From there I got away, me spirits failing
Landed on the quay, just as the was sailing.
The Captain at me roared that no room had he
When I aboard, a cabin found for Paddy.
Down among the pigs, played some rigs
Danced some hearty jigs, the water me bubblin'
off Holyhead wished that I was dead
Or for instead on the rocky road to Dublin.

One, two, four, five
Hunt the hare and turn her down the road
And all the way to Dublin, whack de rah!

The boys of Liverpool, when we landed
Called meself a fool, I no longer stand it
began to boil, temper I was losing
Poor old Erin's Isle they abusing
"Hurrah me soul" says I, me I let fly
Galway boys nigh and saw I was a hobblin'
With a "hurray!" joined in the affray
Quietly cleared the way for the rocky to Dublin.

One, two, three four,
the hare and turn her down
The road and all the way to Dublin,
follol de rah!