BallonWutend
2022-09-29 11:52:00
Well in the merry month of May from me home I started
Left the girls of Tuam nearly broken hearted
Saluted father dear kissed me darlin' mother
Drank a pint of beer, me grief and tears to smother
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
One, two, three, four, five
Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road
And all the ways to Dublin whack-fol-lol-de-ra
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 the Paddy's cure whene'er he's on for drinking
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
Même en lisant les paroles dans la tête en écoutant on a du mal a suivre