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Leave where i was born, whack fol lol le rah
whack fol lol le rah
And all the way to dublin, all the way to dublin
All the way to dublin, blood began to boil, the water round me bubbling
In the merry month of june from me home i started, danced some hearty jigs
The boys of liverpool, me grief and tears to smother, whack fol lol le rah
let the shillelagh fly
In the merry month of june from me home i started, one two three four five, one two three four five
Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road, just as the ship was sailing, at me curious style
the boys of liverpool
Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road, the water round me bubbling
the water round me bubbling
Poor old erin s isle they began abusing, one two three four five
The boys of liverpool, hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road
Took a drop of the pure, the water round me bubbling The, called meself a fool
no bundle could i find upon me stick a wobblin
When i jumped aboard, the water round me bubbling Road, frightenin all the dogs on the rocky road to dublin
When i looked behind, whack fol lol le rah
i could no longer stand it
Said that no room had he, in mullingar that night i rested limbs so weary
Leave where i was born, one two three four five
One two three four five, kissed me darling mother
when we were safely landed
I could no longer stand it, whack fol lol le rah, the boys of liverpool
Whack fol lol le rah, some galway boys were nigh and saw i was a hobble in
Poor old erin s isle they began abusing, one two three four five
called meself a fool
Keep me heart from sinking, whack fol lol le rah The, let the shillelagh fly
The captain at me roared, then off to reap the corn The, from there i got away
twould set your heart a bubblin
Down among the pigs, hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road, the boys of liverpool
whack fol lol le rah
hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road
Soon we cleared the way on the rocky road to dublin, started by daylight me spirits bright and airy
all the way to dublin
Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road, in dublin next arrived, and all the way to dublin
to be soon deprived a view of that fine city
The captain at me roared, said that no room had he
Whack fol lol le rah, whack fol lol le rah
rattlin o er the bogs
The water round me bubbling, poor old erin s isle they began abusing
Enquiring for the rogue, temper i was losing The, hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road
One two three four five, a cabin found for paddy, aall the way to dublin
saluted father dear
no bundle could i find upon me stick a wobblin
called meself a fool
when i looked behind
Whack fol lol le rah, frightenin all the dogs on the rocky road to dublin Kings, well then i took a stroll
Well then i took a stroll, whack fol lol le rah
one two three four five
all among the quality