Then off to reap the corn
And leave where I was born
I cut a stout black thorn for to banish ghosts and goblins
A brand-new pair of brogues to rattle over the bogs
And frightened all the dogs on the rocky road to Dublin
One two three four five
Well in the merry month of May from me home I started
Left, the girls of Tuam were nearly broken-hearted
Saluted father dear
Kissed me darling mother
Drank a pint of beer
My grief and tears to smother
Then off to reap the corn
Leave where I was born
Cut a stout black thorn to banish ghosts and goblins
Brand-new pair of brogues
Rattling over the bogs
And frightened all the dogs on the rocky road to Dublin
One two three four five
Hunt the hare and turn her
Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road down the rocky road
And all the way to Dublin
Whack-follol-le-dah
And all the way to Dublin
Whack-follol-le-dah
In Mullingar that night
I rested limbs so weary
Started by daylight next morning bright and airy
Took a drop of the pure to keep me heart from sinking
That's the Paddy's cure whenever he's on for drinking
To hear the lassies smile
Laughing all the while at me curious style
It would set your heart a-bubbling
Asked me was I hired
Wages I required
'Till I was almost tired of the rocky road to Dublin
One two three four five
Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road
Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road
And all the way to Dublin
Whack-follol-le-dah
And all the way to Dublin
Whack-follol-le-dah
In Dublin next arrived
I thought it such a pity to be so soon deprived a view of that fine city
Then I took a stroll all among the quality
Bundle it was stole in a neat locality
Something crossed me mind when I looked behind
No bundle could I find upon me stick a-wobbling
Enquiring for the rogue said me Connaught brogue
Wasn't much in vogue on the rocky road to Dublin
One two three four five
Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road
Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road
And all the way to Dublin
Whack-follol-le-dah
And all the way to Dublin
Whack-follol-le-dah
From there I got away
My spirits never failing
From there I got away
My spirits never failing
Landed on the cage just as the ship was sailing
Landed on the cage just as the ship was sailing
Captain at me roared
Said that no room had he
Captain at me roared
Said that no room had he
When I jumped aboard a cabin found for Paddy
When I jumped aboard a cabin found for Paddy
Down among the pigs
Played some funny rigs
Down among the pigs
Played some funny rigs
Danced some hearty jigs
The water 'round me bubbling
Danced some hearty jigs
The water 'round me bubbling
Off to Holyhead
Off to Holyhead
Wished me-self was dead
Wished me-self was dead
Or better far instead on the rocky road to Dublin
Or better far instead on the rocky road to Dublin
One two three four five
One two three four five
Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road
Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road
And all the way to Dublin
Whack-follol-le-dah
And all the way to Dublin
Whack-follol-le-dah
The boys of Liverpool when we safely landed
The boys of Liverpool when we safely landed called me-self a fool
I could no longer stand it called me-self a fool
I could no longer stand it
Blood began to boil
Temper I was losing
Blood began to boil
Temper I was losing
Poor old Erin's Isle they began abusing
Poor old Erin's Isle they began abusing
Hurrah me soul says I
Shillelagh I let fly
Hurrah me soul says I
Shillelagh I let fly
Galway boys were by and saw I was a-hobbling
Galway boys were by and saw I was a-hobbling
With a loud Hurray
With a loud Hurray joining in the affray joining in the affray
We quickly cleared the way on the rocky road to Dublin
We quickly cleared the way on the rocky road to Dublin
One two three four five
One two three four five
Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road
Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road
And all the way to Dublin
Whack-follol-le-dah
And all the way to Dublin
Whack-follol-le-dah
Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road
Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road
And all the way to Dublin
Whack-follol-le-dah
And all the way to Dublin
Whack-follol-le-dah
Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road
Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road
And all the way to Dublin
Whack-follol-le-dah
And all the way to Dublin
Whack-follol-le-dah
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