歌手头像-Paddy Reilly

The Rocky Road To Dublin

音乐人: Paddy Reilly

供谱者:wexman
   Don't forget to CAPO at the 3rd FRET to play along with the earlier
  recorded version, though I think he plays it on the 4th live these days 


                         THE ROCKY ROAD TO DUBLIN
                          *** CAPO 3rd FRET ***


           Am                         Am                
   In the merry month of June,  When first from home I started
    Am                          G
   Left the girls of Tuam,  So sad and broken hearted
     Am                    Am
   Saluted Father dear,  Kissed me darlin' Mother
        Am                         G
   And drank a pint of beer,  Me grief and tears to smother
        Am               G      Am                G
   Then off to reap the corn,  Leave where I was born
   Am              G             G                 G
   Cut a stout blackthorn,  To banish ghosts and goblin
    Am                G        Am              G
   Bought a pair of brogues,  Rattle over the bogs
      Am               G     G                      G
   Frightened all the dogs,  On the rocky road to Dublin


   Am          G           Am
   One, Two, Three, Four, Five
    Am                         Am
   Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road
        G                       Am       G     Am
   And all the ways to Dublin, Whack fol la de da


              Am                     Am
   When in Mullingar that night,  I rested limbs so weary
     Am                       G
   Started by daylight, Me spirits bright and early
    Am                   Am
   Took a drop o' pure, Keep me heart from sinking
    Am                        G
   That's a paddy's cure,  Whenever he's on drinking
      Am                 G        Am             G
   To see the lassie's smile,  Laughing all the while
   Am              G             G                   G
   At me curious style,   Would set your heart to bubbling
    Am              G     Am        G
   Asked me I was hired, Wages I required
  Am              G    G                      G
   I was almost tired, On the rocky road to Dublin


   Am          G           Am
   One, Two, Three, Four, Five
    Am                         Am
   Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road
        G                       Am       G     Am
   And all the ways to Dublin, Whack fol la de da


            Am                       Am
   Well in Dublin next arrived,  I thought it be a pity
      Am                      G
   To be so soon deprived, A view of that fine city
    Am                    Am
   Then I took a stroll,  All among the quality
       Am                   G
   Me bundle it was stole,  In a neat locality
      Am                 G      Am             G
   Something crossed me mind,  When I looked behind
       Am             G       G                G
   No bundle could I find,  Upon me stick a wobbling
      Am                 G          Am                G
   Enquiring after the rogue, They said me Connacht brouge
    Am              G    G                      G
   Wasn't much in vogue, On the rocky road to Dublin


   Am          G           Am
   One, Two, Three, Four, Five
    Am                         Am
   Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road
        G                       Am       G     Am
   And all the ways to Dublin, Whack fol la de da


                Am                     Am
   Well, From  there I got away,  Me spirits never failing
     Am                      G
   Landed on the quay,  Just as the ship was sailing
     Am                    Am
   Captain at me roared,  Said that no room had he
    Am                        G
   When I jumped aboard,  A cabin found for Paddy
    Am             G       Am                G
   Down among the pigs,  Played some hearty rigs
    Am                 G           G               G
   Danced some hearty jigs,  The water round me bubblin'
    Am         G           Am               G
   When off Holyhead,  I wished meself was dead
         Am          G      G                      G
   Or, Better far instead,  On the rocky road to Dublin


   Am          G           Am
   One, Two, Three, Four, Five
    Am                         Am
   Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road
        G                       Am       G     Am
   And all the ways to Dublin, Whack fol la de da


              Am                  Am
   Well, The boys of Liverpool,  When we safely landed
     Am                       G
   Called meself a fool,  I could no longer stand it
    Am                     Am
   Blood began to boil,  Temper I was losing
    Am                     G
   Poor ould Erins Isle,  They began abusing
    Am                 G        Am             G
   Hurrah me soul says I,    Shillelagh I let fly
          Am             G     G            G
   Some Galway boys were by,  Saw I was a-hollerin'
    Am                G            Am             G
   Then with a loud horray,  They joined in the affray
        Am                 G     G                      G
   We quickly cleared the way,  For the rocky road to Dublin


   Am          G           Am
   One, Two, Three, Four, Five
    Am                         Am
   Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road
        G                       Am           G           Am
   And all the ways to Dublin, Whack   fol   la      de daaaa
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