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In the merry month of May from my home I started
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Left the girls of Tuam-nearly broken-hearted
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Saluted Father dear kissed my darlin' Mother
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Drank a pint of beer my grief and tears to smother
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Then off to reap the corn and leave where I was born
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I cut a stout blackthorn to banish ghost and goblin
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In a brand-new pair of brogues I rattled o'er the bogs
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And frightened all the dogs on the rocky road to Dublin
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hunt the hare and turn her Down the rocky road
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and all the ways to Dublin Whack fol-lol-de-ra
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In Mullingar that night I rested limbs so weary
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Started by daylight next morning light and airy
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Took a drop of the pure to keep my heart from sinking
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That's an Paddy # 17 d cure whene'er he's on for drinking
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To see the lasses smile laughing all the while
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At me curious style 'twould set your heart a-bubbling
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They ax'd if I was hired the wages I required
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Till I was almost tired of the rocky road to Dublin
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In Dublin next arrived I thought it such a pity
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To be so soon deprived a view of that fine city
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Then I took a stroll out among the quality
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My bundle it was stole in a neat locality
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Something crossed me mind then I looked behind
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No bundle could I find upon me stick a-wobblin'
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Enquiring for the rogue they said me Connaught brogue
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Wasn't much in vogue on the rocky road to Dublin
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From there I got away me spirits never failing
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Landed on the quay as the ship was sailing
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Captain at me roared said that no room had he
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When I jumped aboard a cabin found for Paddy
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Down among the pigs I played some funny rigs
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Danced some hearty jigs the water round me bubblin'
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When off to Holyhead I wished meself was dead
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Or better far instead on the rocky road to Dublin
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The boys of Liverpool when we safely landed
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Called meself a fool I could no longer stand it
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Me blood began to boil temper I was losin'
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Poor old Erin's isle they began abusin'
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Hurrah my soul says I let my shillelagh fly
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Some Galway boys came by saw I was a hobblein # 17
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Then with a loud Hurray they joined in the affray
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We quickly cleared the way for the rocky road to Dublin
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