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while In the merry month of May from my home I started left the girls in Taum nearly brokenhearted saluted father dear, kissed my 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 blackthorn to banish ghost and goblin, brand-new pair of brogues, rattling over the bogs 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-fol-la-de-da! In Mullingar that night, I rested limbs so weary started by daylight next morning late and diary took a drop of the pure to keep me heart from sinking that's the Paddy's cure when he's on for drinking they hear the lassies smile, laughing all the while at my curious style, would set your heart a-bubblin' asked me was I hired, wages I required 'til 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-fol-la-de-da! In Dublin next arrived, I thought it such a pity to be so soon deprived a view of that fine city then to take a stroll all among the quality bundle, it was stole in that neat locality something crossed my mind when I looked behind no bundle could I find upon me stick a-wobblin' crying for a rogue said me connaught brogue it 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-fol-la-de-da! From there I got away, my spirits never failing landed on the quay just as the ship was sailing captain at me roared, said that no room had he then I jumped aboard a cabin found for Paddy down among the pigs, rig some hearty rigs, played some hilarity jigs, the water 'round me bubblin' off to Hollyhead wished myself was dead or better far 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-fol-la-de-da! The boys in 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 hooray me soul, says I, let the shellaillagh fly Galway boys were by, and saw I was a-hobblin' with a loud array, they joined me in the fray quickly cleared the way 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-fol-la-de-da!

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