Chords for Luke Kelly - The Rocky Road to Dublin [Audio Stream]
Tempo:
141.95 bpm
Chords used:
B
C#
C#m
F#
G#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[F#] [C#]
[B]
Well, in the merry months of May, now from me home I started, left the girls in [B] two, and nearly broke, and had a salute at [C#] Father Dear, kissed me darling mother, drank a pint of beer, me grief and tears,
and smothered enough to reap the corn and leaf where I was born, saw the stout, black [B] sardar, banished ghost, and gobbled up and a [C#] pair of bros to rot, the love of the bogs and frighten all the [B] dogs on the rocky road, to double a one to [C#] three for five, and to hair a turn, and down the rocky road, and all the ways to double a miffle all the time.
In Mull and Gard that night I rested them, so weary started by [B] day light, next morning laid in there, he [C#] took a drop of the pure to keep me heart and strength, and that's the paddy's cure when there is oomph for drink, and I hear the [C#] lassie smile, laughing all the while, at me curious [B] style, to a touch of heart a problem she asked me, [C#] was I hired, and wages I required, till I [B] was almost hired, oh the rocky road, to double a one to [C#] three for five, and to hair a turn, and down the rocky [B] road, and all the ways to double a [C#] miffle all the time.
In Dublin next arrived I thought it such a pity to be so sure, and I [B] thrived a view of that fine city, then I [C#] took a stroll, all among the quality humble it bestowal, [B] in a neat locality [C#m] something crossed me mind, when I looked behind the bundle [C#] could I find [B] upon me, stick a warren and quire, and after the rogue, sat me cunnoth rogue, it wasn't [B] much in bow, and on the rocky road, to double a one [C#] to three for five, and to hair a turn, and down the rocky [B] road, and all the ways to double a [C#] miffle all the time.
From there I got away, me spirits never failing, landed on the [B] cage, just as the ship was sailing, captain [C#] at me rowing, set that old room hardy, when I jumped aboard, a cabin full of paddy, down among the pigs, did some hearty rigs, I paid some [G#m] hearty jigs, the water owing me bubbling, when I [C#m] fully had, I wished me self was dead, or better far [B] instead, on the rocky road, to double a one [C#] to three for five, and to hair a turn, and down the rocky [B] road, and all the ways to double a [C#] miffle all the time.
The boys of Liverpool, when we safely landed, called me self a [B] fool, I could no longer [C#m] stand it, blood began to boil, temper I was new as an old air and [C#] soil, they began abusing harambee, so I sang a shillelagh, I let fly, Galway boys were [B] by, and so I was a [C#] hobbling will, the low a hurray, the joy and the afray, quickly clear [B] the way, for the rocky road, to double a one to three for five, and to hair a turn, and down the rocky road, and all the ways to double a miffle all the time.
[B]
Well, in the merry months of May, now from me home I started, left the girls in [B] two, and nearly broke, and had a salute at [C#] Father Dear, kissed me darling mother, drank a pint of beer, me grief and tears,
and smothered enough to reap the corn and leaf where I was born, saw the stout, black [B] sardar, banished ghost, and gobbled up and a [C#] pair of bros to rot, the love of the bogs and frighten all the [B] dogs on the rocky road, to double a one to [C#] three for five, and to hair a turn, and down the rocky road, and all the ways to double a miffle all the time.
In Mull and Gard that night I rested them, so weary started by [B] day light, next morning laid in there, he [C#] took a drop of the pure to keep me heart and strength, and that's the paddy's cure when there is oomph for drink, and I hear the [C#] lassie smile, laughing all the while, at me curious [B] style, to a touch of heart a problem she asked me, [C#] was I hired, and wages I required, till I [B] was almost hired, oh the rocky road, to double a one to [C#] three for five, and to hair a turn, and down the rocky [B] road, and all the ways to double a [C#] miffle all the time.
In Dublin next arrived I thought it such a pity to be so sure, and I [B] thrived a view of that fine city, then I [C#] took a stroll, all among the quality humble it bestowal, [B] in a neat locality [C#m] something crossed me mind, when I looked behind the bundle [C#] could I find [B] upon me, stick a warren and quire, and after the rogue, sat me cunnoth rogue, it wasn't [B] much in bow, and on the rocky road, to double a one [C#] to three for five, and to hair a turn, and down the rocky [B] road, and all the ways to double a [C#] miffle all the time.
From there I got away, me spirits never failing, landed on the [B] cage, just as the ship was sailing, captain [C#] at me rowing, set that old room hardy, when I jumped aboard, a cabin full of paddy, down among the pigs, did some hearty rigs, I paid some [G#m] hearty jigs, the water owing me bubbling, when I [C#m] fully had, I wished me self was dead, or better far [B] instead, on the rocky road, to double a one [C#] to three for five, and to hair a turn, and down the rocky [B] road, and all the ways to double a [C#] miffle all the time.
The boys of Liverpool, when we safely landed, called me self a [B] fool, I could no longer [C#m] stand it, blood began to boil, temper I was new as an old air and [C#] soil, they began abusing harambee, so I sang a shillelagh, I let fly, Galway boys were [B] by, and so I was a [C#] hobbling will, the low a hurray, the joy and the afray, quickly clear [B] the way, for the rocky road, to double a one to three for five, and to hair a turn, and down the rocky road, and all the ways to double a miffle all the time.
Key:
B
C#
C#m
F#
G#m
B
C#
C#m
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_ _ Well, in the merry months of May, now from me home I started, left the girls in [B] two, and nearly broke, and had a salute at [C#] Father Dear, kissed me darling mother, drank a pint of beer, me grief and tears,
and smothered enough to reap the corn and leaf where I was born, saw the stout, black [B] sardar, banished ghost, and gobbled up and a [C#] pair of bros to rot, the love of the bogs and frighten all the [B] dogs on the rocky road, to double a one to [C#] three for five, and to hair a turn, and down the rocky road, and all the ways to double a miffle all the time.
In Mull and Gard that night I rested them, so weary started by [B] day light, next morning laid in there, he [C#] took a drop of the pure to keep me heart and strength, and that's the paddy's cure when there is oomph for drink, and I hear the [C#] lassie smile, laughing all the while, at me curious [B] style, to a touch of heart a problem she asked me, [C#] was I hired, and wages I required, till I [B] was almost hired, oh the rocky road, to double a one to [C#] three for five, and to hair a turn, and down the rocky [B] road, and all the ways to double a [C#] miffle all the time.
In Dublin next arrived I thought it such a pity to be so sure, and I [B] thrived a view of that fine city, then I [C#] took a stroll, all among the quality humble it bestowal, [B] in a neat locality [C#m] something crossed me mind, when I looked behind the bundle [C#] could I find [B] upon me, stick a warren and quire, and after the rogue, sat me cunnoth rogue, it wasn't [B] much in bow, and on the rocky road, to double a one [C#] to three for five, and to hair a turn, and down the rocky [B] road, and all the ways to double a [C#] miffle all the time.
From there I got away, me spirits never failing, landed on the [B] cage, just as the ship was sailing, captain [C#] at me rowing, set that old room hardy, when I jumped aboard, a cabin full of paddy, down among the pigs, did some hearty rigs, I paid some [G#m] hearty jigs, the water owing me bubbling, when I [C#m] fully had, I wished me self was dead, or better far [B] instead, on the rocky road, to double a one [C#] to three for five, and to hair a turn, and down the rocky [B] road, and all the ways to double a [C#] miffle all the time.
The boys of Liverpool, when we safely landed, called me self a [B] fool, I could no longer [C#m] stand it, blood began to boil, temper I was new as an old air and [C#] soil, they began abusing harambee, so I sang a shillelagh, I let fly, Galway boys were [B] by, and so I was a [C#] hobbling will, the low a hurray, the joy and the afray, quickly clear [B] the way, for the rocky road, to double a one to three for five, and to hair a turn, and down the rocky road, and all the ways to double a miffle all the time.
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_ _ Well, in the merry months of May, now from me home I started, left the girls in [B] two, and nearly broke, and had a salute at [C#] Father Dear, kissed me darling mother, drank a pint of beer, me grief and tears,
and smothered enough to reap the corn and leaf where I was born, saw the stout, black [B] sardar, banished ghost, and gobbled up and a [C#] pair of bros to rot, the love of the bogs and frighten all the [B] dogs on the rocky road, to double a one to [C#] three for five, and to hair a turn, and down the rocky road, and all the ways to double a miffle all the time.
In Mull and Gard that night I rested them, so weary started by [B] day light, next morning laid in there, he [C#] took a drop of the pure to keep me heart and strength, and that's the paddy's cure when there is oomph for drink, and I hear the [C#] lassie smile, laughing all the while, at me curious [B] style, to a touch of heart a problem she asked me, [C#] was I hired, and wages I required, till I [B] was almost hired, oh the rocky road, to double a one to [C#] three for five, and to hair a turn, and down the rocky [B] road, and all the ways to double a [C#] miffle all the time.
In Dublin next arrived I thought it such a pity to be so sure, and I [B] thrived a view of that fine city, then I [C#] took a stroll, all among the quality humble it bestowal, [B] in a neat locality [C#m] something crossed me mind, when I looked behind the bundle [C#] could I find [B] upon me, stick a warren and quire, and after the rogue, sat me cunnoth rogue, it wasn't [B] much in bow, and on the rocky road, to double a one [C#] to three for five, and to hair a turn, and down the rocky [B] road, and all the ways to double a [C#] miffle all the time.
From there I got away, me spirits never failing, landed on the [B] cage, just as the ship was sailing, captain [C#] at me rowing, set that old room hardy, when I jumped aboard, a cabin full of paddy, down among the pigs, did some hearty rigs, I paid some [G#m] hearty jigs, the water owing me bubbling, when I [C#m] fully had, I wished me self was dead, or better far [B] instead, on the rocky road, to double a one [C#] to three for five, and to hair a turn, and down the rocky [B] road, and all the ways to double a [C#] miffle all the time.
The boys of Liverpool, when we safely landed, called me self a [B] fool, I could no longer [C#m] stand it, blood began to boil, temper I was new as an old air and [C#] soil, they began abusing harambee, so I sang a shillelagh, I let fly, Galway boys were [B] by, and so I was a [C#] hobbling will, the low a hurray, the joy and the afray, quickly clear [B] the way, for the rocky road, to double a one to three for five, and to hair a turn, and down the rocky road, and all the ways to double a miffle all the time.
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