The Rocky Road to Dublin - текст песни
The Rocky Road to Dublin
In the merry month of June
From me home I started,
Left the girls of Tuam so sad
And broken hearted,
Saluted father dear,
Kissed me darling mother,
Drank a Pint of beer,
Me 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;
Bought a pair of brogues
Rattling o'er the bogs
And frightening all the dogs
On the rocky road to Dublin.
One, Two, Three four, Five,
Hunt the Hare
And turn her down the rocky road
And all the way to Dublin,
Whack follow de rah!
In Mullingar that night
I rested limbs so weary,
Started by daylight
Next morning blithe and early,
Took a drop of pure
To keep me heart from sinking;
That’s a Paddy's cure
Whenever he's on drinking.
See 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, I was almost tired
Of the rocky road to Dublin.
One, Two, Three four, Five...
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