Luyện nghe bài hát The Rocky Road to Dublin

'Twas in the merry month of from me home I started
Left the girls of Tuam nearly hearted
Saluted father dear, me darling mother
a pint of beer, me grief and tears to smother
Then off to the corn, leave where I was born
Cut the black thorn to be on the shores to Dublin
Brand new pair of rattlin' o'er the bogs
Fightin' all the dogs on the road to Dublin.

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

In Mullingar night I rested tired and weary
the room next morning feeling bright and airy
Had a drop of the pure to keep me heart sinking
That's a Paddy's whene'er he's on the drinking
See the smile, laughing all the while
At me curious style, 'twould set your a bubblin'
me was I hired, wages I required
Till I was and tired of the rocky road to Dublin.

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

In Dublin next arrived I thought it such a
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.
crossed me mind when I looked behind
No could I find upon me stick a wobblin'
for the rogue, they called me Connaught brogue
Wasn't much in vogue on the road to Dublin.

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

From I got away, me spirits never failing
Landed on the quay, as the ship was sailing.
The Captain at me that no more room had he
When I jumped aboard, a cabin for Paddy.
Down among the pigs, played some hearty
Danced hearty jigs, the water round me bubblin'
off Holyhead wished that I was dead
Or better for instead on the road to Dublin.

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

The boys of Liverpool, when we landed
Called meself a fool, I could no stand it
Blood began to boil, temper I was
Poor old Erin's Isle they began
"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, four, five
Hunt the hare and her down
The rocky and all the way to Dublin,
follol de rah!