调：F# minor
Verse 1
Hunt the hare and turn her
down the rocky road
And all the way to Dublin,
Wackville, Duralab
In the merry month of May
From me home I started
like the girls of tune
Kiss me darling mother, drank a pint of beer
Leave where I was born,
cut to stout black thorn
Crackle down the bogs,
frighten down the doves
Hunt the hare and turn her
down the rocky road
In Mullingar that night
I rested limbs so weary,
started by daylight
To keep me hard from sinking
That's a fisherman's cure
Laughin' all the while,
at me curious style
Hunt the hare and turn her
down the rocky road
Em
C
G
D
wack -a -doodle -la
C
G
D
A
C
G
Bm
B
It's such a pity to be so soon deprived
Bm
Em
A view of that fine city, then I took a stroll
Put among the quality me bundle it bestow
Then I looked behind,
no bundle could I find
Same iconic road, wasn't much in bold
Hunt the hare and turn her
down the rocky road
The boys of Liverpool,
who safely landed
Called me self a fool
I could no longer stand
it, blood began to boil
For I was losing for all errands I'd
A
Bm
Em
They began abusing Haram, Miss Salsa,
Siamese, Shillelagh, Eilat, Gwent,
some Galway boys were by
Bm
Em
So I was a -hobbling with the loud Haram,
they joined in the upbreak
We quickly cleared the way
two, three, four, five
Hunt the hare and turn
her down the rocky road,
Outro 1
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