The Ramparts - The Rocky Road To Dublin

While in the merry month of May, from me home I started

Left the girls of Tuam so sad and broken hearted

Saluted father dear, kissed me darling mother

Drank a pint of beer, me grief and tears to smother.

Then off to reap the corn, leave where I was born

Cut a stout black thorn to banish ghosts and goblins

Bought a pair of brogues rattling o'er the bogs

And fright'ning all the dogs on the rocky road to Dublin.

One, two, three, four, five,

Hunt the Hare and turn her down the rocky road

All the way to Dublin, whack follol de rah.

In Mullingar that night I rested limbs so weary

Started by daylight next morning blithe and early

Took a drop of pure to keep me heart from sinking

That's a Paddy's cure whenever he's on drinking.

See the lassies smile, laughing all the while

At me curious style, 'twould set your heart a bubblin'

Asked me was I hired, wages I required

I was almost tired of the rocky road to Dublin. Refrain:

In Dublin next arrived, I thought it such a pity

To be soon deprived a view of that fine city

So then I took a stroll, all among the quality

Me bundle it was stole, all in a neat locality.

Something crossed me mind, when I looked behind

No bundle could I find upon me stick a wobblin'

Inquiring for the rogue, they said me Connaught brogue

Wasn't much in vogue on the rocky road to Dublin.  Refrain:

From there I got away, me spirits never falling

Landed on the quay, just as the ship was sailing

The Captain at me roared, said that no room had he

When I jumped aboard, a cabin found for Paddy

Down among the pigs, played some hearty rigs

Danced some hearty jigs, the water round me bubbling

When off Holyhead, I wished meself was dead

Or better for instead on the rocky road to Dublin.  Refrain:

Well, the boys of Liverpool, when we safely landed

Called meself a fool, I could no longer stand it

Blood began to boil, temper I was losing

Poor old Erin's Isle they began abusing.

"Hurrah me soul" says I, me Shillelagh I let fly

Some Galway boys were nigh and saw I was a hobble in

With a load "Hurray" joined in the affray

We quietly cleared the way for the rocky road to Dublin. Refrain: 

      It is a lively, fast-paced rendition of the traditional Irish folk song The Rocky Road to Dublin. It follows a young man’s adventurous and often chaotic journey from rural Ireland to Dublin and beyond, filled with humour, hardship, and encounters along the way. The Ramparts bring energetic instrumentation and spirited vocals, emphasizing the song’s rhythmic drive and storytelling charm while preserving its classic, rebellious Irish character and cultural roots.