Tar~Palantir
05-25-2005, 04:25 AM
<DIV> <DIV><STRONG><EM><U>Adopted from an Old Irish Song </U></EM></STRONG></DIV> <DIV>In the merry month of June from me home I started,<BR>Left the girls of Tuam so sad and broken hearted,<BR>Saluted father dear, kissed me darling mother,<BR>Drank a pint of beer, me grief and tears to smother,<BR>Then off to reap the corn, leave where I was born,<BR>Cut a stout black thorn to banish ghosts and goblins;<BR>Bought a pair of brogues rattling o'er the bogs<BR>And fright'ning all the dogs on the rocky road to lev'l 50.<BR></DIV> <DIV>One, two, three four, five,<BR>Hunt the Hare and turn her down the rocky road<BR>And all the way to lev'l 50, whack follol de rah !<BR><BR>In Sayer's that night I rested limbs so weary,<BR>Started by daylight next morning blithe and early,<BR>Took a drop of pure to keep me heartfrom sinking;<BR>Thats an Antonican's cure whenever he's on drinking.<BR>See the lassies smile, laughing all the while<BR>At me curious style, 'twould set your heart a bubblin'<BR>Asked me was I hired, wages I required,<BR>I was almost tired of the rocky road to leve'l.<BR></DIV> <DIV>One, two, three four, five,<BR>Hunt the Hare and turn her down the rocky road<BR>And all the way to lev'l, whack follol de rah !<BR><BR>In Felwithe next arrived, I thought it be a pity<BR>To be soon deprived a view of that fine city.<BR>So then I took a stroll, all among the quality;<BR>Me bundle it was stole, all in a neat locality.<BR>Something crossed me mind, when I looked behind,<BR>No bundle could I find upon me stick a wobblin'<BR>Enquiring for the rogue, they said me Connaught brogue<BR>Wasn't much in vogue on the rocky road to lev'l 50.<BR></DIV> <DIV>One, two, three four, five,<BR>Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road<BR>And all the way to lev'l 50, whack follol de rah !<BR><BR>From there I got away, me spirits never falling,<BR>Landed on the quay, just as the ship was sailing.<BR>The Captain at me roared, said that no room had he;<BR>When I jumped aboard, a cabin found for Baldwin.<BR>Down among the pigs, played some hearty rigs,<BR>Danced some hearty jigs, the water round me bubbling;<BR>When off the Enchant'd Lands wished meself was dead,<BR>Or better for instead on the rocky road to lev'l 50.<BR></DIV> <DIV>One, two, three four, five,<BR>Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road<BR>And all the way to leve'l 50, whack follol de rah !<BR><BR>Well the boys of Freeport, when we safely landed,<BR>Called meself a fool, I could no longer stand it.<BR>Blood began to boil, temper I was losing;<BR>Poor old Amelorn's Isle they began abusing.<BR>"Hurrah me soul" says I, me Shillelagh I let fly.<BR>Some Felwithe boys were nigh and saw I was a hobble in,<BR>With a load "hurray !" joined in the affray.<BR>We quitely cleared the way for the rocky road to lev'l 50.<BR></DIV> <DIV>One, two, three four, five,<BR>Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road<BR>And all the way to lev'l 50, whack fol all the Ra !</DIV> <DIV>Whack follol de rah !</DIV></DIV>