Chords for Irish Descendants - Rocky Road to Dublin

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[A] _ [F#] _ _ [B] In [F#] the merry month [N] of June, from me home I started, left the girls of tune, so sad and broken-hearted, saluted, father dear, kissed me, darling mother, drank a pint of beer, me grief and tears,
to smother then off to reap the corn, leave her I was born, cut a stout like thorn, to banish ghosting, gobbling, spot a pair of roasts, rattling over the box,
frightened all the dogs on the rocky road, to double them one, two, three, four, five, put the hare and turner down the rocky road, and all the ways to double them back for [B] lowly rod.
While in my yard at night I wrestled in so [A] weary, started hide, delight me, [G] spare his frightened [Em] share, he took me, dropping a pure, I keep me hearth and [G] sink, and that's the fattest cure,
[Em] whenever he's on, we're [Bm] drinking a sea, the last she smiled, laughing all the [A] while, that me [B] curious style, would set your heart a [G]-bubbling, as if I was hired, [E] wages I required to lay, was almost tired,
[F#] of the rocky [A] road, to double them [B] one, two, three, four, five, put the hare and turner down the rocky road, and all the ways to double them back for lowly [A] rod.
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_ [B] _ [E] _ [A] _ [F#] _ _ [B] Well, in Dublin, [E] next to Rite, I thought it'd be a [C#] pity to be so soon deprived of view of that fine [N] city, so then I took a stroll, down among the quality bundle, it was stolen in a neat locality, something crossed me mind,
then I looked behind the bundle, till I find [B] upon me stick a waddling quirn, for the rope, said me kind of rope, was in much in vogue, on the rocky road, to double them one, two, three, four, five, put the hare and turner down the rocky road, and all the ways to double them back for lowly rod.
Well, from there I got away, me spirits [A] never fail, I landed on the [G] quay, just as the [E] ship was sailing, captain at me roared, said that [G] no rope had he, that I jumped [E] aboard a cabin,
and [Bm] off for a paddling down among the pace, played some [A] hardy race, danced some hardy jigs, the water [G] round me bubbled a mile of holly head, wished me self [E] was dead or better far instead, on the [F#] rocky road, to [A] double them one, two, three, [B] four, five, put the hare and turner down the rocky road, and [G] all the ways to double them back for [B] lowly rod.
The boys of Liverpool, oh when me safely landed, called me self a fool, I could no longer stand, their blood began to boil, temperate was due, some poor old Aaron's Isle, they began abusing her, ramming so, since I shall lay the isle afly, [D#m] all me boys were by and saw, I was a hobbling them with a louder ray, joined in the afray, quickly cleared the [N] way, for the rocky road, to double them one, two, three, four, five, put the hare and turner down the [B] rocky road, and all the ways to double them back for lowly rod.
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