In the merry of june from me home I started the girls of tuam a-really broken-hearted Saluted father dear, me darlin' mother Drank a pint of beer, me grief and to smother Then off to reave the corn, leave where I was With a stout blackthorn to banish and goblins, A pair of brogues, rattling o'er the bogs And frightening all the dogs on the road to dublin
One two four five, hunt the hare and turn him Down the road, and all the way to dublin Whack
In mullingar that I rested limbs so weary by daylight next morning light and airy Took a drop of the pure to keep me from sinking That's the paddy's cure, he's on for drinking See the lasses smile, laughing all the At me curious style, 'twould set heart a-bubbling ask me was I hired, the wages I required Till I was tired of the rocky road to dublin
One two three four five, hunt the and turn him Down the road, and all the way to dublin fol-lol-de-ra
In dublin next arrived, I thought it a pity To be so soon deprived a view of that city So then I took a stroll all the quality Me bundle it was stole in a neat Something crossed me mind, when I looked No bundle could I find me stick a-wobblin' Enquiring for the rogue, they said me brogue Wasn't much in on the rocky road to dublin
One two three five, hunt the hare and turn him Down the road, and all the way to dublin Whack
From there I got me spirits never failing Landed on the just as the ship was sailing The captain at me roared, said that no had he When I jumped aboard, a cabin for paddy Down among the pigs, I played some bonny Danced some jigs, the water round me bubblin' When off t'holyhead I meself was dead, Or far, instead, on the rocky road to dublin
One two three four five, hunt the hare and him Down the road, and all the way to dublin Whack
The boys of liverpool, when we landed Called a fool, I could no longer stand it Me blood to boil, temper I was losin' Poor old erin's isle they began "hurrah me soul!" sez i, I let fly boys were nigh and saw I was a hobblin' With a "hurrah," joinin' in the fray We quickly cleared the way for the road to dublin
One two three four five, hunt the and turn him Down the rocky road, and all the way to fol-lol-de-ra