Chords for Rocky Road to Dublin - Sol Heilo Cover- Handmade by Sol Heilo
Tempo:
129.65 bpm
Chords used:
G
Am
A
Em
E
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[E] [Bm] [Am]
[G] [Am]
But in the merry months of May, before we all started up,
The girls and [G] children in the broken hearted saluted,
[A] Father dear, kiss me darling, mother drunk,
If I'm [G] to be made grief-free,
Tears too smothered and half [Am] to reap,
I want to be what I was born,
Lost the [G] stones from God to vanish,
To stumble and fall,
To [Am] bear our bones,
To rattle over the moon,
Brighter than the [G] dawn,
Than the rocky road,
To gobble in one to [Am] keep alive,
Hunt the heron,
Tundra down,
The [G] rocky road,
And all the ways to gobble and rattle,
All the [Am] way round.
In Mullacre that night,
I missed the dims,
The merry started by [G] daylight,
Next morning light,
An early took [Am] a drop of the pure,
Drinking me heart and thinking,
That's the potty's [G] cure,
Whenever he's [Em] drinking,
And hear the [Am] lassie smile,
Laughing for a while,
I'd be curious,
[G] I was such a heart of [A] bubbling,
As he was I [Am] heard him,
Pages I replied,
Till I was almost [G] tired of the rocky road,
To gobble in one [Am] to keep alive,
Hunt the heron,
Tundra down,
The rocky [G] road,
And all the ways to gobble and rattle,
[Am] All the way round.
In Dublin next to Ryder,
It's such a pity to be so solely [G] pride of you,
All that one city,
Then I [Am] took a stroll,
Among the quality bundle,
It was [G] stolen in the meek [C] locality,
Something crossed me [Am] mind,
When I looked behind,
No bundle could I [G] find,
Upon this tickle wobbling,
[Am] Crying after the road,
Said me, come,
The crow,
There wasn't much [G] to bode,
On the rocky road,
To gobble in one to keep [Am] alive,
Hunt the heron,
Tundra down,
The rocky [G] road,
And all the ways to gobble and rattle,
All the [Am] way round.
From there I got the wings,
Here is where I'm failing,
And it on [G] the greatest ask,
Shipsman selling their captain [Am] at me would,
Let that go,
I'm happy,
Then I jumped [G] on board a cabin,
Mount for paddy,
Down [Am] among the pigs,
Did some hearty rigs,
Played some [G] hearty jigs,
I walked around me [A] wobbling,
When a [Am] foley air,
Oh, fish myself was there,
Oh, fed a fire [G] instead,
On the rocky [A] road,
To gobble in one to keep alive,
Hunt the heron, Tundra down,
The rocky [G] road,
And all the ways to gobble and rattle,
[Am] All the way round.
The boys of Liverpool,
We sailed to London,
Called me self [G] a fool,
I could no longer stand it,
Blood [Am] began to boil,
For I was losing for all their ends,
[G] I'll make again,
Their [A] visiting her army,
So I says I'm a shillelagh,
I'll apply,
Galway boys were [Em] by,
And so I was a hobbling,
[Am] With the loud array,
They joined me in the afraid,
Quickly to [A] the way,
Oh, the rocky road,
To gobble in one to keep alive,
Hunt the heron,
Tundra down,
The rocky [G] road,
And all the ways to gobble and rattle,
[A] All the way round.
[G] [Am]
But in the merry months of May, before we all started up,
The girls and [G] children in the broken hearted saluted,
[A] Father dear, kiss me darling, mother drunk,
If I'm [G] to be made grief-free,
Tears too smothered and half [Am] to reap,
I want to be what I was born,
Lost the [G] stones from God to vanish,
To stumble and fall,
To [Am] bear our bones,
To rattle over the moon,
Brighter than the [G] dawn,
Than the rocky road,
To gobble in one to [Am] keep alive,
Hunt the heron,
Tundra down,
The [G] rocky road,
And all the ways to gobble and rattle,
All the [Am] way round.
In Mullacre that night,
I missed the dims,
The merry started by [G] daylight,
Next morning light,
An early took [Am] a drop of the pure,
Drinking me heart and thinking,
That's the potty's [G] cure,
Whenever he's [Em] drinking,
And hear the [Am] lassie smile,
Laughing for a while,
I'd be curious,
[G] I was such a heart of [A] bubbling,
As he was I [Am] heard him,
Pages I replied,
Till I was almost [G] tired of the rocky road,
To gobble in one [Am] to keep alive,
Hunt the heron,
Tundra down,
The rocky [G] road,
And all the ways to gobble and rattle,
[Am] All the way round.
In Dublin next to Ryder,
It's such a pity to be so solely [G] pride of you,
All that one city,
Then I [Am] took a stroll,
Among the quality bundle,
It was [G] stolen in the meek [C] locality,
Something crossed me [Am] mind,
When I looked behind,
No bundle could I [G] find,
Upon this tickle wobbling,
[Am] Crying after the road,
Said me, come,
The crow,
There wasn't much [G] to bode,
On the rocky road,
To gobble in one to keep [Am] alive,
Hunt the heron,
Tundra down,
The rocky [G] road,
And all the ways to gobble and rattle,
All the [Am] way round.
From there I got the wings,
Here is where I'm failing,
And it on [G] the greatest ask,
Shipsman selling their captain [Am] at me would,
Let that go,
I'm happy,
Then I jumped [G] on board a cabin,
Mount for paddy,
Down [Am] among the pigs,
Did some hearty rigs,
Played some [G] hearty jigs,
I walked around me [A] wobbling,
When a [Am] foley air,
Oh, fish myself was there,
Oh, fed a fire [G] instead,
On the rocky [A] road,
To gobble in one to keep alive,
Hunt the heron, Tundra down,
The rocky [G] road,
And all the ways to gobble and rattle,
[Am] All the way round.
The boys of Liverpool,
We sailed to London,
Called me self [G] a fool,
I could no longer stand it,
Blood [Am] began to boil,
For I was losing for all their ends,
[G] I'll make again,
Their [A] visiting her army,
So I says I'm a shillelagh,
I'll apply,
Galway boys were [Em] by,
And so I was a hobbling,
[Am] With the loud array,
They joined me in the afraid,
Quickly to [A] the way,
Oh, the rocky road,
To gobble in one to keep alive,
Hunt the heron,
Tundra down,
The rocky [G] road,
And all the ways to gobble and rattle,
[A] All the way round.
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_ But in the merry months of May, before we all started up,
The girls and [G] children in the broken hearted saluted,
[A] Father dear, kiss me darling, mother drunk,
If I'm [G] to be made grief-free,
Tears too smothered and half [Am] to reap,
I want to be what I was born,
Lost the [G] stones from God to vanish,
To stumble and fall,
To [Am] bear our bones,
To rattle over the moon,
Brighter than the [G] dawn,
Than the rocky road,
To gobble in one to [Am] keep alive,
Hunt the heron,
Tundra down,
The [G] rocky road,
And all the ways to gobble and rattle,
All the [Am] way round.
_ _ In Mullacre that night,
I missed the dims,
The merry started by [G] daylight,
Next morning light,
An early took [Am] a drop of the pure,
Drinking me heart and thinking,
That's the potty's [G] cure,
Whenever he's [Em] drinking,
And hear the [Am] lassie smile,
Laughing for a while,
I'd be curious,
[G] I was such a heart of [A] bubbling,
As he was I [Am] heard him,
Pages I replied,
Till I was almost [G] tired of the rocky road,
To gobble in one [Am] to keep alive,
Hunt the heron,
Tundra down,
The rocky [G] road,
And all the ways to gobble and rattle,
[Am] All the way round.
_ In Dublin next to Ryder,
It's such a pity to be so solely [G] pride of you,
All that one city,
Then I [Am] took a stroll,
Among the quality bundle,
It was [G] stolen in the meek [C] locality,
Something crossed me [Am] mind,
When I looked behind,
No bundle could I [G] find,
Upon this tickle wobbling,
[Am] Crying after the road,
Said me, come,
The crow,
There wasn't much [G] to bode,
On the rocky road,
To gobble in one to keep [Am] alive,
Hunt the heron,
Tundra down,
The rocky [G] road,
And all the ways to gobble and rattle,
All the [Am] way round.
From there I got the wings,
Here is where I'm failing,
And it on [G] the greatest ask,
Shipsman selling their captain [Am] at me would,
Let that go,
I'm happy,
Then I jumped [G] on board a cabin,
Mount for paddy,
Down [Am] among the pigs,
Did some hearty rigs,
Played some [G] hearty jigs,
I walked around me [A] wobbling,
When a [Am] foley air,
Oh, fish myself was there,
Oh, fed a fire [G] instead,
On the rocky [A] road,
To gobble in one to keep alive,
Hunt the heron, Tundra down,
The rocky [G] road,
And all the ways to gobble and rattle,
[Am] All the way round.
_ The boys of Liverpool,
We sailed to London,
Called me self [G] a fool,
I could no longer stand it,
Blood [Am] began to boil,
For I was losing for all their ends,
[G] I'll make again,
Their [A] visiting her army,
So I says I'm a shillelagh,
I'll apply,
Galway boys were [Em] by,
And so I was a hobbling,
[Am] With the loud array,
They joined me in the afraid,
Quickly to [A] the way,
Oh, the rocky road,
To gobble in one to keep alive,
Hunt the heron,
Tundra down,
The rocky [G] road,
And all the ways to gobble and rattle,
[A] All the way round. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _
_ But in the merry months of May, before we all started up,
The girls and [G] children in the broken hearted saluted,
[A] Father dear, kiss me darling, mother drunk,
If I'm [G] to be made grief-free,
Tears too smothered and half [Am] to reap,
I want to be what I was born,
Lost the [G] stones from God to vanish,
To stumble and fall,
To [Am] bear our bones,
To rattle over the moon,
Brighter than the [G] dawn,
Than the rocky road,
To gobble in one to [Am] keep alive,
Hunt the heron,
Tundra down,
The [G] rocky road,
And all the ways to gobble and rattle,
All the [Am] way round.
_ _ In Mullacre that night,
I missed the dims,
The merry started by [G] daylight,
Next morning light,
An early took [Am] a drop of the pure,
Drinking me heart and thinking,
That's the potty's [G] cure,
Whenever he's [Em] drinking,
And hear the [Am] lassie smile,
Laughing for a while,
I'd be curious,
[G] I was such a heart of [A] bubbling,
As he was I [Am] heard him,
Pages I replied,
Till I was almost [G] tired of the rocky road,
To gobble in one [Am] to keep alive,
Hunt the heron,
Tundra down,
The rocky [G] road,
And all the ways to gobble and rattle,
[Am] All the way round.
_ In Dublin next to Ryder,
It's such a pity to be so solely [G] pride of you,
All that one city,
Then I [Am] took a stroll,
Among the quality bundle,
It was [G] stolen in the meek [C] locality,
Something crossed me [Am] mind,
When I looked behind,
No bundle could I [G] find,
Upon this tickle wobbling,
[Am] Crying after the road,
Said me, come,
The crow,
There wasn't much [G] to bode,
On the rocky road,
To gobble in one to keep [Am] alive,
Hunt the heron,
Tundra down,
The rocky [G] road,
And all the ways to gobble and rattle,
All the [Am] way round.
From there I got the wings,
Here is where I'm failing,
And it on [G] the greatest ask,
Shipsman selling their captain [Am] at me would,
Let that go,
I'm happy,
Then I jumped [G] on board a cabin,
Mount for paddy,
Down [Am] among the pigs,
Did some hearty rigs,
Played some [G] hearty jigs,
I walked around me [A] wobbling,
When a [Am] foley air,
Oh, fish myself was there,
Oh, fed a fire [G] instead,
On the rocky [A] road,
To gobble in one to keep alive,
Hunt the heron, Tundra down,
The rocky [G] road,
And all the ways to gobble and rattle,
[Am] All the way round.
_ The boys of Liverpool,
We sailed to London,
Called me self [G] a fool,
I could no longer stand it,
Blood [Am] began to boil,
For I was losing for all their ends,
[G] I'll make again,
Their [A] visiting her army,
So I says I'm a shillelagh,
I'll apply,
Galway boys were [Em] by,
And so I was a hobbling,
[Am] With the loud array,
They joined me in the afraid,
Quickly to [A] the way,
Oh, the rocky road,
To gobble in one to keep alive,
Hunt the heron,
Tundra down,
The rocky [G] road,
And all the ways to gobble and rattle,
[A] All the way round. _ _ _ _ _
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