Greenfields Együttes - The Rocky Road to Dublin dalszöveg (lyrics)
[Greenfields Együttes - The Rocky Road to Dublin dalszöveg lyrics]
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 fright'ning 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 follol 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 heartfrom sinking
Thats a Paddy's cure whenever he's on
Drinking see the lassies smile, laughing
All the while At me curious style
'twould set your heart a bubblin'
Asked me was I hired, wages I required
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 and all
The way to Dublin, whack follol de rah!
In Dublin next arrived
I thought it be a pity
To be soon deprived a view of that fine city
So then I took a stroll
All among the quality
Me bundle it was stole
All in a neat locality
Something crossed me mind, when
I looked behind, no bundle could I find upon
Me stick a wobblin' enquiring for the rogue
They 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 and all
The way to Dublin, whack follol de rah!
From there I got away
Me spirit's never falling
Landed on the quay
Just as the ship was sailing
The Captain at me roared
Said that no room had he
When I jumped aboard, a cabin found for Paddy
Down among the pigs, played some hearty rigs
Danced some hearty jigs
The water round me bubbling
When off Holyhead wished meself was dead
Or better for instead 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 follol de rah!
Well the bouys of Liverpool
When we safely landed, called meself a fool
I could no longer stand it
Blood began to boil, temper I was losing
Poor old Erin's Isle they began abusing
"Hurrah me soul" says I
Me Shillelagh I let fly
Some Galway boys were nigh and saw
I was a hobble in
With a load "hurray!" joined in the affray
We quitely cleared the way for
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 fol all the Ra!
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 fright'ning 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 follol 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 heartfrom sinking
Thats a Paddy's cure whenever he's on
Drinking see the lassies smile, laughing
All the while At me curious style
'twould set your heart a bubblin'
Asked me was I hired, wages I required
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 and all
The way to Dublin, whack follol de rah!
In Dublin next arrived
I thought it be a pity
To be soon deprived a view of that fine city
So then I took a stroll
All among the quality
Me bundle it was stole
All in a neat locality
Something crossed me mind, when
I looked behind, no bundle could I find upon
Me stick a wobblin' enquiring for the rogue
They 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 and all
The way to Dublin, whack follol de rah!
From there I got away
Me spirit's never falling
Landed on the quay
Just as the ship was sailing
The Captain at me roared
Said that no room had he
When I jumped aboard, a cabin found for Paddy
Down among the pigs, played some hearty rigs
Danced some hearty jigs
The water round me bubbling
When off Holyhead wished meself was dead
Or better for instead 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 follol de rah!
Well the bouys of Liverpool
When we safely landed, called meself a fool
I could no longer stand it
Blood began to boil, temper I was losing
Poor old Erin's Isle they began abusing
"Hurrah me soul" says I
Me Shillelagh I let fly
Some Galway boys were nigh and saw
I was a hobble in
With a load "hurray!" joined in the affray
We quitely cleared the way for
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 fol all the Ra!