[Verse 1]
N.C.
In the merry month of June, from me home I started

Left the girls of Tuam, nearly broken-hearted

Saluted father dear, kissed me darlin' mother

Drank a pint of beer, me grief and tears to smother
N.C.
Then off to reap the corn, leave where I was born

Cut a stout blackthorn to banish ghosts and goblins

A brand new pair of brogues, rattlin' o'er the bogs

Frightening all the dogs on the rocky road to Dublin


[Chorus]
N.C.
One, two three, four five

Hunt the hare and turn her

Down the rocky road

All the way to Dublin

Whack-fol-lol-de-ra


[Verse 2]
N.C.
In Mullingar that night, I rested limbs so weary

Started by daylight, me spirits bright and airy

Took a drop of the pure, to keep me heart from sinkin'

That's the Paddy's cure, whenever he's on for drinking
N.C.
To see the lassies smile, laughing all the while

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

An' asked if I was hired, wages I required

Till I was nearly tired of the rocky road to Dublin


[Chorus]
N.C.
One, two three, four five

Hunt the hare and turn her

Down the rocky road

All the way to Dublin

Whack-fol-lol-de-ra


[Verse 3]
N.C.
In Dublin next arrived, I thought it such a pity

To be so soon deprived, a view of that fine city

Well, then I took a stroll, all among the quality

Bundle it was stole, all in a neat locality;
N.C.
Something crossed me mind, when I looked behind;

No bundle could I find, upon me stick a-wobblin'

Enquirin' for the rogue, they said me Connacht brogue

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


[Chorus]
           
One, two three

       
, four five

Hunt the hare 

and turn her

Down the rocky road

All the way to

 Dublin
           
Whack-fol-lol-

   
de-ra


[Verse 4]
     
From there I g

ot away, me sp

irits never fa

ilin'
              
Landed on the 

          
quay just as t

he ship was sa

ilin';
           
The Captain at

    
 me roared, sa

id that no roo

m had him
              
When I jumped 

          
aboard, a cabi

n found for Pa

ddy
            
Down among the

           
 pigs, played 

           
some funny rig

s
            
Danced some he

     
arty jigs, the

 water 'round 

me bubblin'
           
When off Holyh

            
ead, wished me

         
self was dead
            
Or better far 

  
instead on the

 rocky road to

 Dublin


[Chorus]
           
One, two three

       
, four five

Hunt the hare 

and turn her

Down the rocky road

All the way to

 Dublin
           
Whack-fol-lol-

   
de-ra


[Verse 5]
    
The boys of Li

verpool, when 

we safely land

ed
              
Called meself 

          
a fool; I coul

d no longer st

and it;
           
Blood began to

 
 boil, temper 

I was losin'
              
Poor old Erin'

       
s isle they be

gan abusin'
            
"Hurrah me sou

             
l!" says I, me

            
 shillelagh I 

    
let fly;
            
Some Galway bo

        
ys were nigh a

nd saw I was a

-hobblin'
            
With a loud hu

           
rray, joined i

         
n the affray
            
We quickly cle

         
ared the way f

or the rocky r

oad to Dublin


[Chorus]
           
One, two three

       
, four five

Hunt the hare 

and turn her

Down the rocky

 road

All the way to

 Dublin
           
Whack-fol-lol-

   
de-ra
           
Whack-fol-lol-

   
de-ra
           
Whack-fol-lol-

   
de-ra