#/artist/Fiddler s Green/306322 Live performance from their latest DVD Folk's Not Dead! Lyrics: In the merry month of June, from me home I started Left the girls of Tuam nearly broken hearted Saluted father dear, kissed my darling mother Drank a pint of beer, me grief and tears to smother Then, off to reap the corn and leave where I was born I cut a stout black-thorn to banish ghost and goblin In a brand new pair of brogues, rattling o'er the bogs And frightening all the dogs upon the rocky road to Dublin One, two, three, four, five: Hunt the hare and turn her Down the rocky reed and all the way to Dab'. Wack-fol-lal-le-la In Mulligar that night I rested limbs so weary Started by daylight next morning bright and early Took a drop of the pure, to keep my heart from sinking That's the Paddy's cure, whene'er
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