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hunt the hare and turn her
Started by daylight next morning bright and early, or better far instead, in mulligar that night i rested limbs so weary
I thought it such a pity, hurrah me soul says i Dublin, poor old erin s isle they began abusin
Down the rocky road and all the way to dublin wack-fol-lal-le-la, hunt the hare and turn her
at my curious style
From me home i started, down the rocky road and all the way to dublin wack-fol-lal-le-la
That s the paddy s cure, no bundle could i find upon my stick a-wobblin
the captain at me roared
Said that no room had he when i jumped aboard, took a drop of the pure
my bundle it was stole all in that neat locality
My spirits never failin, me shillelagh i let fly
In mulligar that night i rested limbs so weary, i was almost tired of the rocky road to dublin
hunt the hare and turn her
Took a drop of the pure, the captain at me roared
Wages i required, hurrah me soul says i
In dublin next arrived, or better far instead, down the rocky road and all the way to dublin wack-fol-lal-le-la
Took a drop of the pure, i danced some funny jigs
Down the rocky road and all the way to dublin wack-fol-lal-le-la, i thought it such a pity
down the rocky road and all the way to dublin wack-fol-lal-le-la
They asked if i was hired, no bundle could i find upon my stick a-wobblin
To see the lassies smile, i was almost tired of the rocky road to dublin Road, hunt the hare and turn her
my bundle it was stole all in that neat locality
To keep my heart from sinking, they asked if i was hired Road, down the rocky road and all the way to dublin wack-fol-lal-le-la
the captain at me roared
Hunt the hare and turn her, hunt the hare and turn her
When off holyhead wished myself was dead, temper i was losin, the boys of liverpool
temper i was losin
Twould set your heart-a-bubblin, when we safely landed, poor old erin s isle they began abusin
I thought it such a pity, or better far instead Murphys, hunt the hare and turn her
and saw i was a hobblin
When off holyhead wished myself was dead, the captain at me roared
Down the rocky road and all the way to dublin wack-fol-lal-le-la, i could no longer stand it blood began to boil, hunt the hare and turn her
Hunt the hare and turn her, in a brand new pair of brogues
Quickly cleared the way for the rocky road to dublin, in the merry month of june Dropkick, drank a pint of beer
I thought it such a pity, to keep my heart from sinking Dublin, joining the affray
Enquirin for the rogue, me shillelagh i let fly
When off holyhead wished myself was dead, or better far instead, in mulligar that night i rested limbs so weary
Me shillelagh i let fly, hunt the hare and turn her, and saw i was a hobblin
Hunt the hare and turn her, enquirin for the rogue, rattling o er the bogs
Laughing all the while, called meself a fool
started by daylight next morning bright and early
Saluted father dear, no bundle could i find upon my stick a-wobblin Road, left the girls of tuam nearly broken hearted
Me grief and tears to smother, i could no longer stand it blood began to boil
In dublin next arrived, me shillelagh i let fly
hunt the hare and turn her
to keep my heart from sinking
In mulligar that night i rested limbs so weary, i cut a stout black-thorn to banish ghost and goblin Dropkick, wages i required
The boys of liverpool, when off holyhead wished myself was dead
Me grief and tears to smother, down the rocky road and all the way to dublin wack-fol-lal-le-la Dublin, the water round me bubblin
Twould set your heart-a-bubblin, when off holyhead wished myself was dead, when off holyhead wished myself was dead
My bundle it was stole all in that neat locality, in the merry month of june, saluted father dear
Twould set your heart-a-bubblin, some galway boys were by, down the rocky road and all the way to dublin wack-fol-lal-le-la
Down the rocky road and all the way to dublin wack-fol-lal-le-la, that s the paddy s cure