Chords for The Dubliners - Rocky Road To Dublin [HQ][HD]+ Lyrics
Tempo:
141.3 bpm
Chords used:
C#
B
F#
C#m
G#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[F#] [C#m] [F#]
[C#m] [B]
[C#] Well, in the merry months of May, now from me home I started, left the girls in [B] tune,
nearly broke and had a salute of father [C#] dear, kissed me [C#m] darling mother, drank [B] a pint of
beer, me grief and tears [G#m] [D#] dismothered, and left to reap the [C#] corn and leaf where I was
born, [F#] to the stout, my sounded bandaged ghost, and all that I'd run, ye [C#] pair of bros, to
rot, ye love of the bogs and [F#] frighten all the [B] dogs on the rot, ye roads of Dublin, [D#] and
one, two, three, four, [C#] five, up to here and turn around the rocky [B] road, and all the ways
to Dublin, [C#] Macfarlane, and down, in Mull and Gatherby, they rested them so weary started
by [B] they liked, it's morning leading there, he took a drop [C#] of the pure to keep me heart
and strength, and that's the [B] paddy's cure, when there is half a drink, if they hear the
[C#] last ye smile, laughing all the while, [F#] at me curious style, to touch a heart above him
they asked me [C#] was I hired, and wages I required, till I was [B] almost hired, over the rocky road
to Dublin, and one, two, [C#] three, four, five, up to here and turn around the [D#m] rocky road,
and all the ways to Dublin, Macfarlane, [C#] and down, in Dublin next arrived, I started such
a pity to be so sure, [B] when the five of you, out of your chair, then I [C#] took a stroll, all
a [F#] mould of quality, all a little [B] stow, a linen, a neble [G#m] pallidly, something crossed me [C#] mind,
when I looked behind, the bundle could I find, [B] upon me, stick me down in [C#] the quay, and after
the row, sat me on the sprogue, it wasn't much [B] in bow, I'd done the rocky road to Dublin,
[F#] one, two, three, four, [C#] five, up to here and turn around the rocky road, and all the [B] ways
to Dublin, Macfarlane, [C#] and down, from there I got away, me spirits never failing, under
than [B] the cage, just as the chute was sailing, captain at [C#m] me rowing, sat not no room hardy,
when I jumped [B] aboard, a cab of full full paddy, [C#m] down among the paves, did some hearty rigs,
I paid some hearty jigs, the [B] water on me bubbling, when I [C#] fully had, I wished me self was dead,
or better [F#] far instead, [B] and the rocky road to Dublin, one, two, three, [C#] four, five, up to here
and turn around the [G#m] rocky road, and all the ways to Dublin, [C#] Macfarlane, and down, the boys
of Liverpool, when we safely landed, called me self [B] the fool, I could no longer [C#] stand it,
blood began to boil, temper I was new as I'm poor, all there in zile, [B] they began abusing
[C#] harambee, so I'll say, I'm a shillelagh, I'll apply, [F#] call my boys, well by and sigh, was a howling
[C#] will, a low hurray, the joy and the afraid, quickly clear [B] the way, for the rocky road to Dublin,
one, two, three, [C#m] four, five, up to here and turn around the [N] rocky road, and all the ways to Dublin,
Macfarlane, and down.
[C#m] [B]
[C#] Well, in the merry months of May, now from me home I started, left the girls in [B] tune,
nearly broke and had a salute of father [C#] dear, kissed me [C#m] darling mother, drank [B] a pint of
beer, me grief and tears [G#m] [D#] dismothered, and left to reap the [C#] corn and leaf where I was
born, [F#] to the stout, my sounded bandaged ghost, and all that I'd run, ye [C#] pair of bros, to
rot, ye love of the bogs and [F#] frighten all the [B] dogs on the rot, ye roads of Dublin, [D#] and
one, two, three, four, [C#] five, up to here and turn around the rocky [B] road, and all the ways
to Dublin, [C#] Macfarlane, and down, in Mull and Gatherby, they rested them so weary started
by [B] they liked, it's morning leading there, he took a drop [C#] of the pure to keep me heart
and strength, and that's the [B] paddy's cure, when there is half a drink, if they hear the
[C#] last ye smile, laughing all the while, [F#] at me curious style, to touch a heart above him
they asked me [C#] was I hired, and wages I required, till I was [B] almost hired, over the rocky road
to Dublin, and one, two, [C#] three, four, five, up to here and turn around the [D#m] rocky road,
and all the ways to Dublin, Macfarlane, [C#] and down, in Dublin next arrived, I started such
a pity to be so sure, [B] when the five of you, out of your chair, then I [C#] took a stroll, all
a [F#] mould of quality, all a little [B] stow, a linen, a neble [G#m] pallidly, something crossed me [C#] mind,
when I looked behind, the bundle could I find, [B] upon me, stick me down in [C#] the quay, and after
the row, sat me on the sprogue, it wasn't much [B] in bow, I'd done the rocky road to Dublin,
[F#] one, two, three, four, [C#] five, up to here and turn around the rocky road, and all the [B] ways
to Dublin, Macfarlane, [C#] and down, from there I got away, me spirits never failing, under
than [B] the cage, just as the chute was sailing, captain at [C#m] me rowing, sat not no room hardy,
when I jumped [B] aboard, a cab of full full paddy, [C#m] down among the paves, did some hearty rigs,
I paid some hearty jigs, the [B] water on me bubbling, when I [C#] fully had, I wished me self was dead,
or better [F#] far instead, [B] and the rocky road to Dublin, one, two, three, [C#] four, five, up to here
and turn around the [G#m] rocky road, and all the ways to Dublin, [C#] Macfarlane, and down, the boys
of Liverpool, when we safely landed, called me self [B] the fool, I could no longer [C#] stand it,
blood began to boil, temper I was new as I'm poor, all there in zile, [B] they began abusing
[C#] harambee, so I'll say, I'm a shillelagh, I'll apply, [F#] call my boys, well by and sigh, was a howling
[C#] will, a low hurray, the joy and the afraid, quickly clear [B] the way, for the rocky road to Dublin,
one, two, three, [C#m] four, five, up to here and turn around the [N] rocky road, and all the ways to Dublin,
Macfarlane, and down.
Key:
C#
B
F#
C#m
G#m
C#
B
F#
_ [F#] _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ [F#] _ _
_ [C#m] _ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _
[C#] _ _ Well, in the merry months of May, now from me home I started, left the girls in [B] tune,
nearly broke and had a salute of father [C#] dear, kissed me [C#m] darling mother, drank [B] a pint of
beer, me grief and tears [G#m] [D#] dismothered, and left to reap the [C#] corn and leaf where I was
born, [F#] to the stout, my sounded bandaged ghost, and all that I'd run, ye [C#] pair of bros, to
rot, ye love of the bogs and [F#] frighten all the [B] dogs on the rot, ye roads of Dublin, [D#] and
one, two, three, four, [C#] five, up to here and turn around the rocky [B] road, and all the ways
to Dublin, [C#] Macfarlane, and down, in Mull and Gatherby, they rested them so weary started
by [B] they liked, it's morning leading there, he took a drop [C#] of the pure to keep me heart
and strength, and that's the [B] paddy's cure, when there is half a drink, if they hear the
[C#] last ye smile, laughing all the while, [F#] at me curious style, to touch a heart above him
they asked me [C#] was I hired, and wages I required, till I was [B] almost hired, over the rocky road
to Dublin, and one, two, [C#] three, four, five, up to here and turn around the [D#m] rocky road,
and all the ways to Dublin, Macfarlane, [C#] and down, in Dublin next arrived, I started such
a pity to be so sure, [B] when the five of you, out of your chair, then I [C#] took a stroll, all
a [F#] mould of quality, all a little [B] stow, a linen, a neble [G#m] pallidly, something crossed me [C#] mind,
when I looked behind, the bundle could I find, [B] upon me, stick me down in [C#] the quay, and after
the row, sat me on the sprogue, it wasn't much [B] in bow, I'd done the rocky road to Dublin,
[F#] one, two, three, four, [C#] five, up to here and turn around the rocky road, and all the [B] ways
to Dublin, Macfarlane, [C#] and down, from there I got away, me spirits never failing, under
than [B] the cage, just as the chute was sailing, captain at [C#m] me rowing, sat not no room hardy,
when I jumped [B] aboard, a cab of full full paddy, [C#m] down among the paves, did some hearty rigs,
I paid some hearty jigs, the [B] water on me bubbling, when I [C#] fully had, I wished me self was dead,
or better [F#] far instead, [B] and the rocky road to Dublin, one, two, three, [C#] four, five, up to here
and turn around the [G#m] rocky road, and all the ways to Dublin, [C#] Macfarlane, and down, the boys
of Liverpool, when we safely landed, called me self [B] the fool, I could no longer [C#] stand it,
blood began to boil, temper I was new as I'm poor, all there in zile, [B] they began abusing
[C#] harambee, so I'll say, I'm a shillelagh, I'll apply, [F#] call my boys, well by and sigh, was a howling
[C#] will, a low hurray, the joy and the afraid, quickly clear [B] the way, for the rocky road to Dublin,
one, two, three, [C#m] four, five, up to here and turn around the [N] rocky road, and all the ways to Dublin,
Macfarlane, and down. _
_ [C#m] _ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _
[C#] _ _ Well, in the merry months of May, now from me home I started, left the girls in [B] tune,
nearly broke and had a salute of father [C#] dear, kissed me [C#m] darling mother, drank [B] a pint of
beer, me grief and tears [G#m] [D#] dismothered, and left to reap the [C#] corn and leaf where I was
born, [F#] to the stout, my sounded bandaged ghost, and all that I'd run, ye [C#] pair of bros, to
rot, ye love of the bogs and [F#] frighten all the [B] dogs on the rot, ye roads of Dublin, [D#] and
one, two, three, four, [C#] five, up to here and turn around the rocky [B] road, and all the ways
to Dublin, [C#] Macfarlane, and down, in Mull and Gatherby, they rested them so weary started
by [B] they liked, it's morning leading there, he took a drop [C#] of the pure to keep me heart
and strength, and that's the [B] paddy's cure, when there is half a drink, if they hear the
[C#] last ye smile, laughing all the while, [F#] at me curious style, to touch a heart above him
they asked me [C#] was I hired, and wages I required, till I was [B] almost hired, over the rocky road
to Dublin, and one, two, [C#] three, four, five, up to here and turn around the [D#m] rocky road,
and all the ways to Dublin, Macfarlane, [C#] and down, in Dublin next arrived, I started such
a pity to be so sure, [B] when the five of you, out of your chair, then I [C#] took a stroll, all
a [F#] mould of quality, all a little [B] stow, a linen, a neble [G#m] pallidly, something crossed me [C#] mind,
when I looked behind, the bundle could I find, [B] upon me, stick me down in [C#] the quay, and after
the row, sat me on the sprogue, it wasn't much [B] in bow, I'd done the rocky road to Dublin,
[F#] one, two, three, four, [C#] five, up to here and turn around the rocky road, and all the [B] ways
to Dublin, Macfarlane, [C#] and down, from there I got away, me spirits never failing, under
than [B] the cage, just as the chute was sailing, captain at [C#m] me rowing, sat not no room hardy,
when I jumped [B] aboard, a cab of full full paddy, [C#m] down among the paves, did some hearty rigs,
I paid some hearty jigs, the [B] water on me bubbling, when I [C#] fully had, I wished me self was dead,
or better [F#] far instead, [B] and the rocky road to Dublin, one, two, three, [C#] four, five, up to here
and turn around the [G#m] rocky road, and all the ways to Dublin, [C#] Macfarlane, and down, the boys
of Liverpool, when we safely landed, called me self [B] the fool, I could no longer [C#] stand it,
blood began to boil, temper I was new as I'm poor, all there in zile, [B] they began abusing
[C#] harambee, so I'll say, I'm a shillelagh, I'll apply, [F#] call my boys, well by and sigh, was a howling
[C#] will, a low hurray, the joy and the afraid, quickly clear [B] the way, for the rocky road to Dublin,
one, two, three, [C#m] four, five, up to here and turn around the [N] rocky road, and all the ways to Dublin,
Macfarlane, and down. _