The Rocky Road To Dublin Chords by Colm R. Mcguinness
Tempo:
131.4 bpm
Chords used:
D
C
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A
Bb
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
In the merry month of June, from me home a spatter left the girls a-chillin', nearly broken,
God, it salutes it's father dear.
Kiss me, darling mother, drink a pint of [C] beer,
me grief and [D] tears are smothered in laughter, reap the corn, leave where I was born,
cut the soup like corn to banish ghosts, and come from the brand new pair of brows,
the rattling of the boards, the whittlin' of the doors,
and the rocky road to Dublin, one, two, [Bb] three, four, five,
cut the hair, a-turn her down the [E] rocky road, and all the way to Dublin, one, two, three, four, five,
[D] In Bolling Garden night, a rested limb, so weary, started by [C] daylight,
mysterious flights [D] in air, a good job of the cure,
keep me hard from sinking, that's the part [C] he's got,
whenever he's [D] in, drink of the sea, that's his smile,
laughing all the while, I make a [C] race, that's what sets your [D] heart,
a blunder, last advice was hard, wait as I require, till I was [C] nearly tired,
on the rocky road to Dublin, one, two, [D] three, four, five,
cut the hair, a-turn her down the rocky [C] road, and all the way to [A] Dublin, one, two, [D] three, four, five,
Then Dublin X arrived, I thought, it's such a pity, to be soon [C] deprived,
a view of that fine [D] city when I took a stroll,
all among the quality bundle, it [C] was all, all I need, [D] locality, some day, cross me mind,
when I looked behind, no bundle I could [C] find,
upon me stick [D] a wobbling, a-tire it for a row,
then me [D] conic row, I was in, [C] watching, oh,
on the rocky road to Dublin, one, two, three, [D] four, five,
cut [Dm] the hair, a-turn her down the rocky [C] road, and all the way to Dublin, one, [D] two, three, four, five,
From there I got to Wainesbury,
I was feeling under, under, [C] cageous as the ship,
was [D] sailing the captain at me, roared,
there was [Dm] no room, hardly, when I jumped [C] aboard,
a cabin filmed, we [D] paddied in, among the pigs,
played some funny rigs,
and some [C] hearty jigs, the water round me,
[D] blew my mouth to holly head,
wished me self was dead, or back to Paris, [C] then,
on the rocky road to Dublin, [D] one, two, three, four, five,
cut the [Dm] hair, a-turn her down the rocky [C] road, and all the way [A] to Dublin, one, [D] two, three, four, five,
The boys of Liverpool, when [Dm] we safely landed,
called me self a fool, [A] I could no longer [D] stand it,
blood began to boil,
temper I was losing for all daring [C] toil,
they began the [D] beers and the raffy sauces, I mixed,
lay the island, fly some Galway boys, when I in thought,
it was a hoveling, with the loud horrichion,
into the pry we quickly [C] cleared away,
on the rocky road to [Dm] Dublin, one, two, [D] three, four, five,
cut the [Dm] hair, a-turn her down the rocky [C] road, and all the way to Dublin, one, two, [D] three, four, five,
cut the [Dm] hair, a-turn her down the rocky [C] road, and all the way [A] to Dublin, one, [G] two, three, four, [D]
five,
God, it salutes it's father dear.
Kiss me, darling mother, drink a pint of [C] beer,
me grief and [D] tears are smothered in laughter, reap the corn, leave where I was born,
cut the soup like corn to banish ghosts, and come from the brand new pair of brows,
the rattling of the boards, the whittlin' of the doors,
and the rocky road to Dublin, one, two, [Bb] three, four, five,
cut the hair, a-turn her down the [E] rocky road, and all the way to Dublin, one, two, three, four, five,
[D] In Bolling Garden night, a rested limb, so weary, started by [C] daylight,
mysterious flights [D] in air, a good job of the cure,
keep me hard from sinking, that's the part [C] he's got,
whenever he's [D] in, drink of the sea, that's his smile,
laughing all the while, I make a [C] race, that's what sets your [D] heart,
a blunder, last advice was hard, wait as I require, till I was [C] nearly tired,
on the rocky road to Dublin, one, two, [D] three, four, five,
cut the hair, a-turn her down the rocky [C] road, and all the way to [A] Dublin, one, two, [D] three, four, five,
Then Dublin X arrived, I thought, it's such a pity, to be soon [C] deprived,
a view of that fine [D] city when I took a stroll,
all among the quality bundle, it [C] was all, all I need, [D] locality, some day, cross me mind,
when I looked behind, no bundle I could [C] find,
upon me stick [D] a wobbling, a-tire it for a row,
then me [D] conic row, I was in, [C] watching, oh,
on the rocky road to Dublin, one, two, three, [D] four, five,
cut [Dm] the hair, a-turn her down the rocky [C] road, and all the way to Dublin, one, [D] two, three, four, five,
From there I got to Wainesbury,
I was feeling under, under, [C] cageous as the ship,
was [D] sailing the captain at me, roared,
there was [Dm] no room, hardly, when I jumped [C] aboard,
a cabin filmed, we [D] paddied in, among the pigs,
played some funny rigs,
and some [C] hearty jigs, the water round me,
[D] blew my mouth to holly head,
wished me self was dead, or back to Paris, [C] then,
on the rocky road to Dublin, [D] one, two, three, four, five,
cut the [Dm] hair, a-turn her down the rocky [C] road, and all the way [A] to Dublin, one, [D] two, three, four, five,
The boys of Liverpool, when [Dm] we safely landed,
called me self a fool, [A] I could no longer [D] stand it,
blood began to boil,
temper I was losing for all daring [C] toil,
they began the [D] beers and the raffy sauces, I mixed,
lay the island, fly some Galway boys, when I in thought,
it was a hoveling, with the loud horrichion,
into the pry we quickly [C] cleared away,
on the rocky road to [Dm] Dublin, one, two, [D] three, four, five,
cut the [Dm] hair, a-turn her down the rocky [C] road, and all the way to Dublin, one, two, [D] three, four, five,
cut the [Dm] hair, a-turn her down the rocky [C] road, and all the way [A] to Dublin, one, [G] two, three, four, [D]
five,
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_ _ _ _ In the merry month of June, from me home a spatter left the girls a-chillin', nearly broken,
God, it salutes it's father dear.
Kiss me, darling mother, drink a pint of [C] beer,
me grief and [D] tears are smothered in laughter, reap the corn, leave where I was born,
cut the soup like corn to banish ghosts, and come from the brand new pair of brows,
the rattling of the boards, the whittlin' of the doors,
and the rocky road to Dublin, one, two, [Bb] three, four, five,
cut the hair, a-turn her down the [E] rocky road, and all the way to Dublin, one, two, three, four, _ _ _ _ five,
[D] In Bolling Garden night, a rested limb, so weary, started by [C] daylight,
mysterious flights [D] in air, a good job of the cure,
keep me hard from sinking, that's the part [C] he's got,
whenever he's [D] in, drink of the sea, that's his smile,
laughing all the while, I make a [C] race, that's what sets your [D] heart,
a blunder, last advice was hard, wait as I require, till I was [C] nearly tired,
on the rocky road to Dublin, one, two, [D] three, four, five,
cut the hair, a-turn her down the rocky [C] road, and all the way to [A] Dublin, one, two, [D] three, four, five, _
_ _ _ _ Then Dublin X arrived, I thought, it's such a pity, to be soon [C] deprived,
a view of that fine [D] city when I took a stroll,
all among the quality bundle, it [C] was all, all I need, [D] locality, some day, cross me mind,
when I looked behind, no bundle I could [C] find,
upon me stick [D] a wobbling, a-tire it for a row,
then me [D] conic row, I was in, [C] watching, oh,
on the rocky road to Dublin, one, two, three, [D] four, five,
cut [Dm] the hair, a-turn her down the rocky [C] road, and all the way to Dublin, one, [D] two, three, four, five, _
_ _ _ _ From there I got to Wainesbury,
I was feeling under, under, [C] cageous as the ship,
was [D] sailing the captain at me, roared,
there was [Dm] no room, hardly, when I jumped [C] aboard,
a cabin filmed, we [D] paddied in, among the pigs,
played some funny rigs,
and some [C] hearty jigs, the water round me,
[D] blew my mouth to holly head,
wished me self was dead, or back to Paris, [C] then,
on the rocky road to Dublin, [D] one, two, three, four, five,
cut the [Dm] hair, a-turn her down the rocky [C] road, and all the way [A] to Dublin, one, [D] two, three, four, five, _
_ _ _ _ The boys of Liverpool, when [Dm] we safely landed,
called me self a fool, [A] I could no longer [D] stand it,
blood began to boil,
temper I was losing for all daring [C] toil,
they began the [D] beers and the raffy sauces, I mixed,
lay the island, fly some Galway boys, when I in thought,
it was a hoveling, with the loud horrichion,
into the pry we quickly [C] cleared away,
on the rocky road to [Dm] Dublin, one, two, [D] three, four, five,
cut the [Dm] hair, a-turn her down the rocky [C] road, and all the way to Dublin, one, two, [D] three, four, five,
_ _ _ _ cut the [Dm] hair, a-turn her down the rocky [C] road, and all the way [A] to Dublin, one, [G] two, three, four, _ [D] _
_ five, _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
God, it salutes it's father dear.
Kiss me, darling mother, drink a pint of [C] beer,
me grief and [D] tears are smothered in laughter, reap the corn, leave where I was born,
cut the soup like corn to banish ghosts, and come from the brand new pair of brows,
the rattling of the boards, the whittlin' of the doors,
and the rocky road to Dublin, one, two, [Bb] three, four, five,
cut the hair, a-turn her down the [E] rocky road, and all the way to Dublin, one, two, three, four, _ _ _ _ five,
[D] In Bolling Garden night, a rested limb, so weary, started by [C] daylight,
mysterious flights [D] in air, a good job of the cure,
keep me hard from sinking, that's the part [C] he's got,
whenever he's [D] in, drink of the sea, that's his smile,
laughing all the while, I make a [C] race, that's what sets your [D] heart,
a blunder, last advice was hard, wait as I require, till I was [C] nearly tired,
on the rocky road to Dublin, one, two, [D] three, four, five,
cut the hair, a-turn her down the rocky [C] road, and all the way to [A] Dublin, one, two, [D] three, four, five, _
_ _ _ _ Then Dublin X arrived, I thought, it's such a pity, to be soon [C] deprived,
a view of that fine [D] city when I took a stroll,
all among the quality bundle, it [C] was all, all I need, [D] locality, some day, cross me mind,
when I looked behind, no bundle I could [C] find,
upon me stick [D] a wobbling, a-tire it for a row,
then me [D] conic row, I was in, [C] watching, oh,
on the rocky road to Dublin, one, two, three, [D] four, five,
cut [Dm] the hair, a-turn her down the rocky [C] road, and all the way to Dublin, one, [D] two, three, four, five, _
_ _ _ _ From there I got to Wainesbury,
I was feeling under, under, [C] cageous as the ship,
was [D] sailing the captain at me, roared,
there was [Dm] no room, hardly, when I jumped [C] aboard,
a cabin filmed, we [D] paddied in, among the pigs,
played some funny rigs,
and some [C] hearty jigs, the water round me,
[D] blew my mouth to holly head,
wished me self was dead, or back to Paris, [C] then,
on the rocky road to Dublin, [D] one, two, three, four, five,
cut the [Dm] hair, a-turn her down the rocky [C] road, and all the way [A] to Dublin, one, [D] two, three, four, five, _
_ _ _ _ The boys of Liverpool, when [Dm] we safely landed,
called me self a fool, [A] I could no longer [D] stand it,
blood began to boil,
temper I was losing for all daring [C] toil,
they began the [D] beers and the raffy sauces, I mixed,
lay the island, fly some Galway boys, when I in thought,
it was a hoveling, with the loud horrichion,
into the pry we quickly [C] cleared away,
on the rocky road to [Dm] Dublin, one, two, [D] three, four, five,
cut the [Dm] hair, a-turn her down the rocky [C] road, and all the way to Dublin, one, two, [D] three, four, five,
_ _ _ _ cut the [Dm] hair, a-turn her down the rocky [C] road, and all the way [A] to Dublin, one, [G] two, three, four, _ [D] _
_ five, _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _