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THE ROCKY ROAD TO DUBLIN, by                    
First Line: If my feet were on the rocky road
Last Line: On the rocky road to dublin.
Alternate Author Name(s): Cearnach, Conal
Subject(s): Dublin, Ireland; Greetings; Travel; Journeys; Trips


If my feet were on the rocky road,
The rocky road to Dublin,
Ah sure, I'd not be suppin' care
N'r sorra I'd be throublin'.
But whistlin' down the way I'd go
N'r care for wind or weather,
Me ould dudeen bechune me teeth
Me heart light as a feather.

Ah sure, I'd see the Irish fields
With sunlight dimpled over,
An' feel the breeze come driftin' by
Sweet with the scint of clover.
An' every dancin' wayside rill
F'r joy, sure would be bubblin'
With the blackbirds whistlin' reels an' jigs
On the rocky road to Dublin.

It's up and down the world, agra,
I've thraipsed late an' airly,
An' oh! for Irish bog an' turf
Me heart is scalded fairly.
It's not f'r lack of fri'nds I sigh,
N'r want of gold that's throublin'
But, oh! to set me feet to-day
On the rocky road to Dublin.

It's there I'd find the fri'ndly smile,
The kindly word of greetin',
"God save ye, lad", is what the min
Would say, that I'd be meetin'.
An' every he'rth would welkim me,
N'r feel me prisence throublin';
God bless the kindly hearts that dwell
On the rocky road to Dublin.





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