The Rolling Stones - The Rocky Road to Dublin lyrics

In the merry month of May from me home I started Left the girls of Tuam sad and broken hearted Saluted father dear, then kissed me darlin' mother Then drank a pint of beer me tears and grief to smother Off to reap the corn, leave where I was born I cut a stout blackthorn to banish ghost and goblin A brand new pair of brogues, rattlin o'er the bogs And frightenin' all the dogs on the rock road to Dublin One, two, three, four, five Hunt the hare and turn her Down the rocky road, another way to Dublin Whack fol-laddie-roll! In Dublin next arrived, I thought it such a pity To be so soon deprived a view of that fine city When I took a stroll all among the quality My bundle it was stole from that neat locality Something crossed me mind, when I looked behind No bundle could I find upon me stick a-wobblin' Enquirin' for the rogue, they said me Connacht brogue Wasn't much in vogue on the rock road to Dublin One, two, three, four, five Hunt the hare and turn her Down the rocky road, another way to Dublin Whack fol-laddie-roll! The boys of Liverpool, when we safely landed Called meself a fool, I could no longer stand it Me blood began to boil, for all I was a losin' Poor old Erin's Isle they began abusin' "Hurrah, me Soul!" says I, shillelagh I let fly Some Galway boys came by and saw I was a hobblin' With a loud "Hurray" they joined in the affray And quickly cleared the way for the rocky road to Dublin! One, two, three, four, five Hunt the hare and turn her Down the rocky road, another way to Dublin Whack fol-laddie-roll!