The Rocky Road to Dublin Chords by The High Kings

In the merry month of June, from me home I started, left the girls a tune,
Nearly brokenhearted salute to father dear, Kiss me darling mother, drink a pint of beer,
Me grief and tears to smother, then after eat the corn, leave where I was born,
Cut to stealth like thorn to banish ghosts and goblins,
A brand new pair of brooks rattling o'er the boughs,
Frightening all the dogs on the rocky road, To double and one, two, three, four, five,
Cut the hair and turn her down the rocky road, All the way to double and whack the lonely rock. _
_ _ _ _ In Mullingar that night I rested limp, so weary,
Started by daylight, me spirit spright, and ne'er he took a drop of the pure,
Keep me heart from sinking, that's the paddy's cure,
Whenever he's on for drinking, to see the lassie smile,
Laughing all the while, at me curious touch,
Was set your heart a-bubbling and asked if I was hard,
Wages I required till I was nearly tired,
Of the rocky road, to double and one, [Dm] two, three, four, five,
Cut the hair and turn her down the rocky road, All the way to double and whack the lonely rock.
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In Dublin next arrived, I thought it such a pity,
To be so soon [C] deprived a few of that fine city,
Well then I took [D] a stroll, all among the quality bundle,
It was [C] stole all in a neat locality, [Am] something crossed me mind,
When I looked behind the bundle, could I find upon me,
Sick a wobbling inquiring for the row, said me Connock Crow,
Wasn't [G] much in bow, about the rocky road, to double and one, two, [D] three, four, five,
Cut the hair and turn her down the rocky [G] road, All the way to double and [D] whack the lonely rock. _
From there I got away, me spirits never failing,
Landed on the quay [C] just as the ship was sailing,
[Dm] The [G] captain [D] at me roared, said that no room had he,
[Dm] When I jumped aboard [C] a cabin found for paddy,
Down among the [G] pace, played some pony race,
[Am] Danced some hearty, chased [G] the water,
Then me bubble [Am] and went up on me [G] head,
Wish me self was dead, a [C] better far instead,
Down the rocky road to double [D] and one, two, three, four, five,
Cut the hair and turn her down the rocky [G] road,
All the way to double and whack the lonely rock.
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_ The fires of Liverpool, when me safely landed,
Called me self a fool, I couldn't no longer stand it,
Blood began to boil, temper I was losing,
Poor [Abm] old [F] Erin's Isle, they began abusing,
[C] Her army sold the [G] life I should lay,
Made I look like [Am] all my buys were nice,
Oh [G] I was a hobble [Am] and quit the loud hurray,
[D] Joined in the [Am] afraid, me quickly cleared away,
Down the rocky [D] road to double and one, two, three, [Dm] four, five,
Cut the hair and turn her down the rocky [G] road,
All the way to double and whack the [Dm] lonely rock.
Cut the hair and turn her down the rocky road,
All [Ebm] the way to double and whack the lonely rock.
[D] Whack the lonely rock.
Whack the lonely rock. _ _ _ _ _ _
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