( ASL) Rocky Road to Dublin, The High Kings, ASL by Nicholas Smith

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 Then off to reap the corn, leave where I was born, Cut a stout blackthorn 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 (Chorus): One two three four five, Hunt the hare and turn her down the rock