From 0d1782b849c96de76e4700ac4609585744dbd019 Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001
From: Siuol39 <siuol39100@hotmail.fr>
Date: Fri, 15 Apr 2016 18:07:42 +0200
Subject: [PATCH] new song: The Dubliners, The rocky road to Dublin

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+\selectlanguage{english}
+\songcolumns{2}
+
+\beginsong{The rocky road to Dublin}
+  [by={The Dubliners},cover={irish-pub-songs},album={Irish pub songs}]
+
+  \cover
+
+  \gtab{Dm}{XX0231}
+  \gtab{C}{X32010}
+  \gtab{A}{X02220}
+  \gtab{Am}{X02210}
+
+  \begin{verse}
+    Well in the \[Dm]merry \[C]month of \[Dm]May, from me home I started
+    \[Dm]Left the \[C]girls of \[Dm]Tuam \[C]nearly broken hearted
+    Sa\[Dm]luted \[C]father \[Dm]dear, kissed me darlin' mother
+    \[Dm]Drank a \[C]pint of \[Dm]beer, me \[C]grief and tears to smother
+    Then \[Dm]off to reap the \[C]corn, \[Dm]leave where I was \[C]born
+    I \[Dm]cut a stout black\[C]thorn to banish ghost and goblin
+    \[Dm]In a brand new pair of \[C]brogues, I rat\[Dm]tled over the bogs \[C]
+    And \[Dm]frightened all the \[C]dogs, on the rocky rad to Dublin
+  \end{verse}
+
+  \begin{chorus}
+    \[A]One, two, \[C]three, four, five \[Dm]
+    \[Dm]Hunt the hare and turn her \[Dm]down
+    The rocky road and \[C]all the \[Am]ways to \[C]Dublin
+    \[Dm]Whack-fol-lol-de-ra
+  \end{chorus}
+
+  \begin{verse}
+    In Mullingar that night, I rested limbs so weary
+    Started by daylight, my spirits bright and airy
+    Took a drop of the pure, to keep my heart from sinkin'
+    That's the paddy's cure, whenever he's on for drinking
+    To see the lasses smile, laughing all the while
+    At my curious style, 't'would set your heart a-bubblin'
+    They ax'd if I was hired, the wages I required
+    Till I was almost tired, of the rocky road to Dublin
+  \end{verse}
+
+  \begin{verse}
+    In Dublin next arrived, I thought it such a pity
+    To be so soon deprived, a view of that fine city
+    Then I took a stroll, all among the quality
+    My bundle it was stole, in a neat locality
+    Something crossed my mind, then I looked behind
+    No bundle could I find, upon my stick a wobblin'
+    Enquirin' for the rogue, they said my Connacht brogue
+    Wasn't much in vogue, on the rocky road to Dublin
+  \end{verse}
+
+  \begin{verse}
+    From there I got away, my spirits never failin'
+    Landed on the quay, as the ship was sailin'
+    Captain at me roared, said that no room had he
+    When I jumped aboard, a cabin found for Paddy
+    Down among the pigs I played some funny rigs
+    Danced some hearty jigs, the water round me bubblin'
+    When off Holyhead, I wished meself was dead
+    Or better far instead, on the rocky road to Dublin
+  \end{verse}
+
+  \begin{verse}
+    The boys of Liverpool, when we safely landed
+    Called myself a fool; I could no longer stand it
+    Blood began to boil, temper I was losin'
+    Poor ould Erin's isle they began abusin'
+    ``Hurrah my soul'' sez I, my shillelagh I let fly
+    Some Galway boys were by, saw I was a hobble in
+    Then with a loud hurray, they joined in the affray
+    We quickly cleared the way, for the rocky road to Dublin
+  \end{verse}
+
+\endsong