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Irish Rover

Pogues

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***THE IRISH ROVER - Traditional From the album "The Best Of The Pogues" and some singles THE IRISH ROVER - as perfomed by The Pogues & The Dubliners A D On the Fourth of July, 1806 A D We set sail from the sweet cove of Cork A D We were sailing away with a cargo of bricks A E A For the Grand City Hall in New York 'Twas a wonderful craft E She was rigged fore and aft A E And oh, how the wild wind drove her A She stood several blasts D She had twenty seven masts A E D A And they called her The Irish Rover We had one million bags of the best Sligo rags We had two million barrels of stone We had three million sides of old blind horses hides We had four million barrels of bones We had five million hogs And six million dogs Seven million barrels of porter We had eight million bails of old nanny-goats' tails In the hold of the Irish Rover There was awl Mickey Coote Who played hard on his flute When the ladies lined up for a set He was tootin' with skill For each sparkling quadrille Though the dancers were fluther'd and bet With his smart witty talk He was cock of the walk And he rolled the dames under and over They all knew at a glance When he took up his stance That he sailed in The Irish Rover There was Barney McGee From the banks of the Lee There was Hogan from County Tyrone There was Johnny McGurk Who was scared stiff of work And a man from Westmeath called Malone There was Slugger O'Toole Who was drunk as a rule And Fighting Bill Treacy from Dover And your man, Mick MacCann From the banks of the Bann Was the skipper of the Irish Rover We had sailed seven years When the measles broke out And the ship lost its way in the fog And that whale of a crew Was reduced down to two Just myself and the Captain's old dog Then the ship struck a rock Oh Lord! what a shock The bulkhead was turned right over Turned nine times around And the poor old dog was drowned And the las of The Irish Rover ***Version 2*** by Harley McPhee (sanch0_panza@hotmail.com) e|-------------------------------------------| B|-------------------------------------------| G|-------------0-2-4-2-0---0-----------------| D|-0--------0------------2---2-0-2-0---------| A|---2--2--3-------------------------2-3-2-0-| E|-----3-------------------------------------| On the fourth.......................of cork e|-----------------------------------------| B|-----------------------------------------| G|------------0-2-4-2-0---0----------------| D|-0--------0-----------2--2-0-4-5-7-5-4-5-| A|---2--2-3--------------------------------| E|-----3-----------------------------------| we were sailing................new york e|-------------------------------------------------| B|-------------------------------------------------| G|-----0-0-2-4--4-0-2-2-----------0-0-2-4-0-2------| D|-0-0------------------4-0---0-0-------------4--0-| A|-------------------------------------------------| E|-------------------------------------------------| Twas a..............aft. And how..........her e|---------------------------------------------| B|---------------------------------------------| G|------------0-2-4-2-0---0--------------------| D|-0--------0-----------2--2-0-4-5-7-5-4-5-4-5-| A|---2--2-3------------------------------------| E|-----3---------------------------------------| She stood several.................Irish Rover G C G On the Fourth of July, eighteen hundred and six D We set sail from the sweet cove of Cork G C G We were sailing away with a cargo of bricks D G For the Grand City Hall in New York 'Twas a wonderful craft D She was rigged fore and aft G D And oh, how the wild wind drove her G She stood several blasts C G She had twenty seven masts D G And they called her The Irish Rover (G'day...not too sure about that C chord, have a good one)
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