In the merry month of May
From my home I started
Left the girls of Tuam, Nearly broken hearted
Saluted father dear, Kissed my darlin' mother
Drank a pint of beer, My 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, fiveIn 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 an Irishman'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
One, two, three, four, five
Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road and all the way to Dublin,whack-follol-derah