In the merry month of June, When first from home I started
AmG
Left the girls of Tuam , So sad and broken hearted
AmAm
Saluted Father dear, Kissed me darlin' Mother
AmG
And drank a pint of beer, Me grief and tears to smother
AmGAmG
Then off to reap the corn, Leave where I was born
AmGGG
Cut a stout blackthorn, To banish ghosts and goblin
AmGAmG
Bought a pair of brogues, Rattle over the bogs
AmGGG
Frightened all the dogs, On the rocky road to Dublin
AmGAm
One, Two, Three, Four, Five
AmAm
Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road
GAmGAm
And all the ways to Dublin, Whack fol la de da
AmAm
When in Mullingar that night, I rested limbs so weary
AmG
Started by daylight, Me spirits bright and early
AmAm
Took a drop o' pure, Keep me heart from sinking
AmG
That's a paddy's cure, Whenever he's on drinking
AmGAmG
To see the lassie's smile, Laughing all the while
AmGGG
At me curious style, Would set your heart to bubbling
AmGAmG
Asked me I was hired, Wages I required
AmGGG
I was almost tired, On the rocky road to Dublin
AmGAm
One, Two, Three, Four, Five
AmAm
Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road
GAmGAm
And all the ways to Dublin, Whack fol la de da
AmAm
Well in Dublin next arrived, I thought it be a pity
AmG
To be so soon deprived, A view of that fine city
AmAm
Then I took a stroll, All among the quality
AmG
Me bundle it was stole, In a neat locality
AmGAmG
Something crossed me mind, When I looked behind
AmGAmG
No bundle could I find, Upon me stick a wobbling
AmGAmG
Enquiring after the rogue, They said me Connacht brouge
AmGGG
Wasn't much in vogue, On the rocky road to Dublin
AmGAm
One, Two, Three, Four, Five
AmAm
Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road
GAmGAm
And all the ways to Dublin, Whack fol la de da
AmAm
Well, From there I got away, Me spirits never failing
AmG
Landed on the quay, Just as the ship was sailing
AmAm
Captain at me roared, Said that no room had he
AmG
When I jumped aboard, A cabin found for Paddy
AmGAmG
Down among the pigs, Played some hearty rigs
AmGGG
Danced some hearty jigs, The water round me bubblin'
AmGAmG
When off Holyhead, I wished meself was dead
AmGGG
Or, Better far instead, On the rocky road to Dublin
AmGAm
One, Two, Three, Four, Five
AmAm
Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road
GAmGAm
And all the ways to Dublin, Whack fol la de da
AmAm
Well, The boys of Liverpool, When we safely landed
AmG
Called meself a fool, I could no longer stand it
AmAm
Blood began to boil, Temper I was losing
AmG
Poor ould Erins Isle, They began abusing
AmGAmG
Hurrah me soul says I, Shillelagh I let fly
AmGAmG
Some Galway boys were by, Saw I was a-hollerin'
AmGAmG
Then with a loud horray, They joined in the affray
AmGGG
We quickly cleared the way, For the rocky road to Dublin
AmGAm
One, Two, Three, Four, Five
AmAm
Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road
GAmGAm
And all the ways to Dublin, Whack fol la de daaaa
This arrangement for the song is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the song. You may only use this for private study, scholarship, or research.