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[Verse 1]
I packed my coat at dawn beside the harbor wall,
With a penny in my pocket and no fear at all.
The ferryman was calling, the gulls began to cry,
I waved goodbye to Galway as the morning hurried by.
[Chorus]
Roll on, old road, through the heather and the rain,
Carry me to Dublin and bring me home again.
With a tune upon my shoulder and a laugh beneath my tongue,
The miles will turn to music before the day is done.
[Verse 2]
A farmer shared his breakfast from a paper-wrapped loaf,
A fiddler in the corner played a reel beneath the roof.
We stamped across the station while the whistle gave a roar,
And every passing village sent us farther from the shore.
[Chorus]
Roll on, old road, through the heather and the rain,
Carry me to Dublin and bring me home again.
With a tune upon my shoulder and a laugh beneath my tongue,
The miles will turn to music before the day is done.
[Bridge]
If the wheels should lose their rhythm, we will find another beat,
If the road grows long before us, we will dance upon our feet.
Raise a glass for those who travel, raise a song for those who stay,
The heart can cross an island in a single lively day.
[Final Chorus]
Roll on, old road, through the heather and the rain,
Carry me to Dublin and bring me home again.
With a tune upon my shoulder and a laugh beneath my tongue,
The miles will turn to music before the day is done.
[Outro]
The miles will turn to music,
Before the day is done.
Details
GeneratedSep 14, 2026
Duration2:25
LanguageEnglish
Style
fast-paced traditional Irish folk, bouncy 6/8 jig-like groove, driving acoustic guitar and bodhrán, lively fiddle ornamentation, prominent rhythmic cello countermelody, handclaps, pub-session energy, male lead vocal with clear storytelling delivery, natural communal harmonies, bright acoustic mix, dynamic rises into an anthemic chorus
Credits
Prompt byZenFlame285
ModelAria v6
Prompt
Traditional Irish folk song, faced paced and bouncy
The rocky road to Dublin, male cello
