Rocky Road To Dublin chords

[VERSE 1]
[N.C.]In the merry month of May, 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
[N.C.]Then off to reap the corn, And leave where I was born

I cut a stout blackthorn, To banish ghost and goblin

In a brand new pair of brogues, I rattled o'er the bogs

And frightened all the dogs, On the rocky road to Dublin

[CHORUS]
[N.C.]One, two, three, four five

Hunt the hare and turn her
[N.C.]Down the rocky road

And all the ways to Dublin

Whack-fol-lol-de-ra

[VERSE 2]
[N.C.]In Mullingar that night, I rested limbs so weary

Started by daylight, Next mornin' light and airy

Took a drop of the pure, To keep my heart from sinkin'

That's an Irishman's cure, Whene'er he's on for drinking
[N.C.]To see the lasses smile, Laughing all the while

At my curious style, 'Twould set your heart a-bubblin'

They ax'd if I was hired, The wages I required

Till I was almost tired, Of the rocky road to Dublin

[CHORUS]
[N.C.]One, two, three, four five

Hunt the hare and turn her

Down the rocky road
[N.C.]And all the ways to Dublin

Whack-fol-lol-de-ra

[VERSE 3]
[N.C.]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

My bundle it was stolen, In a neat locality;
[N.C.]Something crossed my mind, Then I looked behind;

No bundle could I find, Upon my stick a-wobblin'

Enquirin' for the rogue, They said my Connacht brogue

Wasn't much in vogue, On the rocky road to Dublin

[CHORUS]
On[Am]e, two, thr[G]ee, four fi[Am]ve
[Am]Hunt the hare and turn her

Down the rocky road
And all the wa[G]ys to Dublin
Wh[Am]ack-fol-lo[G]l-de-r[Am]a

[VERSE 4]
Fr[Am]om there I got away, My spirits never failin'
Landed on the quay A[G]s the ship was sailin';
Cap[Am]tain at [G]me ro[Am]ared, Said that no room had him
When I jumped aboard, A [G]cabin found for Paddy
D[Am]own among the p[G]igs, I [Am]played some funny ri[G]gs
Da[Am]nced some hearty j[G]igs, The water 'round me bubblin'
W[Am]hen off Holy[G]head, I w[Am]ished myself was [G]dead
O[Am]r better far [G]instead, On the rocky road to Dublin

[CHORUS]
[Am]One, two, t[G]hree, four f[Am]ive
[Am]Hunt the hare and turn her

Down the rocky road
And [G]all the ways to Dublin
W[Am]hack-fol-l[G]ol-de-[Am]ra

[VERSE 5]
[Am]The boys of Liverpool, When we safely landed
Called myself a fool; [G]I could no longer stand it;
[Am]Blood b[G]egan to [Am]boil, Temper I was losin'
Poor ould Erin's isle [G]They began abusin'
"[Am]Hurrah my soul," sez [G]I, M[Am]y shillelagh I let f[G]ly;
[Am]Some Galway boys were [G]by, Saw I was a hobble in
T[Am]hen with a loud h[G]urray, T[Am]hey joined in the af[G]fray
W[Am]e quickly cleared the w[G]ay, For the rocky road to Dublin

[CHORUS]
[Am]One, two, t[G]hree, four f[Am]ive
[Am]Hunt the hare and turn her
[Am]Down the rocky road
A[G]nd all the ways to Dublin
[Am]Whack-fol-l[G]ol-de-[Am]ra
[Am]Whack-fol-l[G]ol-de-[Am]ra
[Am]Whack-fol-l[G]ol-de-[Am]ra