In the month of june from me home I started the girls of tuam a-really broken-hearted Saluted father dear, kissed me darlin' Drank a pint of beer, me grief and fears to Then off to reave the corn, where I was born With a stout blackthorn to ghosts and goblins, A bran'new pair of brogues, rattling the bogs And frightening all the dogs on the rocky to dublin
One two three four five, the hare and turn him the rocky road, and all the way to dublin Whack
In mullingar night I rested limbs so weary Started by daylight next light and airy Took a drop of the pure to keep me heart from That's the paddy's cure, whene'er he's on for See the lasses smile, laughing all the At me style, 'twould set your heart a-bubbling They'd ask me was I hired, the I required Till I was nearly tired of the rocky to dublin
One two three four five, hunt the hare and him Down the road, and all the way to dublin Whack
In dublin arrived, I thought it such 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 behind No bundle could I find upon me stick Enquiring for the rogue, they said me brogue Wasn't much in vogue on the road to dublin
One two three five, hunt the hare and turn him Down the road, and all the way to dublin Whack
From I got away me spirits never failing Landed on the quay just as the was sailing The at me roared, said that no room had he When I jumped aboard, a cabin found for among the pigs, I played some bonny rigs Danced some hearty jigs, the water me bubblin' When off t'holyhead I meself was dead, Or better far, instead, on the road to dublin
One two three four five, hunt the hare and him Down the road, and all the way to dublin fol-lol-de-ra
The of liverpool, when we safely landed Called meself a fool, I could no longer it Me began to boil, temper I was losin' Poor old isle they began abusin' "hurrah me soul!" sez i, I let fly Galway were nigh and saw I was a hobblin' a loud "hurrah," joinin' in the fray We quickly cleared the way for the rocky road to
One two three four five, the hare and turn him Down the road, and all the way to dublin fol-lol-de-ra