The Irish Rover

Song The Irish Rover
Artist Dropkick Murphys
Album Going Out in Style

Lyrics

[00:08.16] On the fourth of July 1806
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[00:10.29] We set sail from the sweet cove of Cork
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[00:12.79] We were sailing away with a cargo of bricks
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[00:15.76] For the grand city hall in New York
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[00:18.82] T'was a wonderful craft, she was rigged fore and aft
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[00:21.82] And oh how the wild wind drove her
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[00:24.69] She stood several blasts, she had twenty-seven masts
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[00:27.38] And they called her the Irish Rover
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[00:31.26] We had one million bags of the best Sligo rags
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[00:34.44] We had two million barrels of stone
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[00:36.81] We had three million sides of old blind horses' hides
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[00:39.69] We had four million barrels of bone
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[00:42.69] We had five million hogs, six million dogs
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[00:45.82] Seven million barrels of porter
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[00:47.45] We had eight million bails of old nanny gold tails
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[00:51.57] In the hold of the Irish Rover
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[00:55.51] There was old Mickey Coote who played hard on his flute
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[00:58.32] When the ladies lined up for a set
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[01:00.82] He was tootin' with skill For each sparking quadrille
[01:02.58] Though the dancers were fluther'd and bet
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[01:07.08] With his smart witty talk he was cock of the walk
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[01:09.77] He rolled the dames under and over
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[01:12.71] They all knew at a glance when he took up his stance
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[01:15.61] That he sailed on the Irish Rover
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[01:42.98] There was Barney McGee from the banks of the Lee
[01:45.11] There was Hogan from County Tyrone
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[01:48.31] There was Johnny McGurk who was scared stiff of work
[01:50.93] And your man from the West Meath called Malone
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[01:54.05] The was slugger O'Toole who was drunk as a rule
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[01:56.68] And fighting Bill Tracey from Dover
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[02:00.12] And your man Mick McCann from the banks of the Bann
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[02:02.49] Was the skipper of the Irish Rover
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[02:10.87] We had sailed seven years when the measles broke out
[02:11.68] And the ship lost its way in the fog
[02:11.99] And that whale of a crew was reduced down to two
[02:12.37] Just myself and the captain's old dog
[02:12.62] Then the ship struck a rock oh Lord what a shock
[02:13.05] The bulkhead was turned right over
[02:13.24] Turned nine times around and the poor old dog was drowned
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[02:17.68] And the last of the Irish Rover