Chords for Mad Dog Mcrea - Rocky Road To Dublin

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Well, in the merry month [Bm] of May from my home [N] I started, left the girls at home, and nearly
broke and hurled a salute to Father dear.
Kiss me, darling mother, drank a pint of beer, my grief and tears smothered.
Then up to reap the corn and leave her I was born.
Cut the stout by thorn to banish goats and gobble the brand new bearer bloats.
Rattle away the bugs and fights and all the dogs on the rocky road.
_ _ Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road and all the way to Dublin.
Whack the lully [D] darum and mull and gar that night.
Arrested limbs to weary start to fade.
The [G] light this morning light and [D] nearly took the job of the beer.
[Dm] Kick me harps and sink a nass up at [G] east year.
Irish [D] and to drink it to see the lassie smile.
[Gm] Laughing all [G] the while at me curious gal which set her heart [D] to bubble and quiver.
Not to [Gm] the rogue and they set me calling [G] broke.
Wasn't much in voguing the rocky road.
The [Dm] Dublin one, two, three, four, five.
Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road and all the way to Dublin.
Whack the lully darum and double and extra ride.
I found a such a penny to beat this in the [G] pride of you.
And that was really and I [Dm] took a stroke.
All among the quality bundle it was [C] so a little of [D] me.
The galaxy something crossed me [G] mind.
Then you left behind your bundle when I find a plundered.
A [D] wobbling quiver and that's what the [G] rogue and they set me calling broke.
Wasn't much in [C] voguing the rocky [Dm] road.
The Dublin one, two, three, four, five.
Hunt the hare and turn her down the [G] rocky road and all the way [D] to Dublin.
Whack the lully darum and double and extra ride.
Much for us never paid a lamb that on the trade.
[C] As we kept [D] with sailing kept the lovely lord.
That didn't know him and I [G] won the junk aboard a cabin from her paddy.
[D] Down among [Gm] the race made some hearty [G] drinks.
Down some pony and rake so what the rogue.
We [D] bubbled and won the poly [Gm] bag.
We're sweet stuff with [G] sadder facts.
The farmer sell the rocky [Dm] road.
The Dublin one, two, three, four, five.
Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky [C] road and all the [Dm] way to Dublin.
Whack the lully darum.
The boys of Liverpool were wet with piglet and they called myself the [Am] moose.
It's no [Dm] longer a big luck began to bite.
Tough parade with losing power of inside.
[C] They began [D] and didn't haram.
So to them [Gm] a chilele I [G] look like.
Oh, I was combined [C] so I was [D] a hobble and with a loud [Gm] hurray.
Joined in the [G] upraise.
We cleared the wake with a rocky road.
[Dm] The Dublin one, [D] two, three, four, five.
Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky [G] road and all the way [D] to Dublin.
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_ _ Well, on the merry month of May from my home I started left the girls at [G] home.
And early broken heart salute [D] to father dear.
Kiss me darling mother drank a pint [C] of beer.
My grief and tears [D] smothered.
To reap the [Gm] corn and leave her I would [G] work.
That's the job [C] I turned up and the [G] social [D] Dublin I've earned.
It's terrible.
[Gm] That's the way the [G] bogs are great.
So all the [C] Dublin rocky [D] road.
The Dublin one, two, three, four, five.
[Dm] Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky [C] road and all the way to [D] Dublin.
Whack the lully darum. _ _ _ _ _
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[C] _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road and [C] all the way to Dublin.
[Dm] _ [C] Whack the [Dm] lully darum. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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