Chords for The Kings of Connaught - The Rocky Road to Dublin

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_ _ _ While in the merry month of May, and from me home I started, left the girls a-chewin' nearly broken hearts, saluted Father dear, kissed me darling [Dm] mother, drank a pint of beer, me grief and tears were smothered enough to reap the corn, leave for I was born, caught a stout black tarn to banish ghosts and goblins, brand new pair of brooks to rot the love of the bogs, frighten all the dogs on the rocky road to Dublin, one to three for five.
Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road and all the way to Dublin, whack for lolly-rack.
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In Mullingar that night I rested limbs so weary, started by daylight this morning bright, and nearly took a drop of the pure, ate me heart and sinkin' that's the paddies pure, when airies up for drinkin' a sea, the lassies smiled, laughin' all the while, at me curious [Am] style, to set your heart a [D]-bubbling, asked me why they hired, the wages I required, till I was almost [Am] tired, out [D] the rocky road to Dublin, one to three for five.
Hunt the hare [Dm] and turn her down the rocky road [E] and all the way to Dublin, whack [D] for lolly _
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-rack.
Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky [C] road and all the [D] way to Dublin, whack for lolly _ _ -rack.
From there I got to Weinsfords, never failin', landed on the cage, [C] while the ship was [D] sailing, Captain Atty Lord, said the door to Maddy, when they jumped aboard a cabin full for paddies, there were among the pig, did some hearty rigs a-dance, some hearty jigs [C] the [D] water, owe me wobbling when I pawly head, wish me self was dead, I bet the barn's [Am] dead, on the [D] rocky road to Dublin, one to three for five.
Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road and all the way to Dublin, whack for lolly _ -rack.
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_ _ [D] _ _ the hare and turn her down the rocky road [G] and all the way to Dublin, whack [D] for lolly-rack.
_ _ _ Ah well, the boys a-liverpool, when we safely landed, call me self a [G] fool, I could no longer [D] stand it, blood began to boil, Emperor I was losing, poor old [C] Aaron's Isle, oh they began a [D]-whizzing, haram, me soul says I'm a shillelagh, I had a fly, dolly boys [G] were buying, so I was [D] a hobbling with, allowing her ray, joying in the afray, quickly cleared the [C] way for the rocky road to [Dm] Dublin, one to three for five.
Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky [C] road and all the way to Dublin, [Dm] whack for lolly-rack. _
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