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clandestine - the rocky road to dublin lyrics

merry month of june,
and from my home i started,
left the girls of tuam,
nearly broken hearted;
saluted father dear,
kissed my darlin’ mother,
drank a pint of beer,
my grief and tears to smother.
off to reap the corn,
leave where i was born,
cut a stout blackth-rn
to banish ghosts and goblins;
in a brand new pair of brogues,
i rattled o’er the bogs,
frightened all the dogs
on the rocky road to dublin.
chorus: one two three four five,
hunt the hare and turn her
down the rocky road
all the way to dublin,
one two three four five!
in mulingar that night,
i rested limbs so weary,
started by daylight,
next morning, light and airy;
took a drop of the pure,
to keep my heart from sinking,
that’s a paddy’s cure,
whenever he’s for drinking.
see the l-ssies smile,
laughing all the while,
at my daring style,
‘twould set your heart a-bubblin’;
they asked if i was hired,
wages i required,
’til i was almost tired
of the rocky road to dublin.
chorus:
in dublin next arrived,
and thought it such a pity
to be so soon deprived,
a view of that fine city;
when i took a stroll,
all among the quality,
my bundle it was stole,
in that neat locality.
something crossed my mind,
then i looked behind,
no bundle i could find,
upon my stick a-wobblin’;
enquiring for the rogue,
they said my connaught brogue
wasn’t much in vogue,
on the rocky road to dublin.
chorus:
then the following day,
spirits never failing,
i landed on the quay,
just as a ship was sailing;
captain at me roared,
said that no room had he,
when i jumped aboard,
a cabin found for paddy.
down among the pigs,
i played some merry rigs,
i danced some hearty jigs,
the water ’round me bubblin’;
when off holyhead,
i wished meself was dead,
or better far instead,
on the rocky road to dublin.
chorus:
the boys of liverpool,
when we safely landed,
called meself a fool,
i could no longer stand it;
blood began to boil,
me temper it was risin’,
for old erin’s isle,
they began abusing.
“hurrah, me soul!” said i,
me shillelagh i let fly,
some galway boys were by,
they saw i was a-hobblin’;
with a loud hurray!
they joined in the affray,
we quickly cleared the way,
for the rocky road to dublin.
chorus:

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