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On the fourth of July, 1806 |
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We set sail from the sweet cove of Cork |
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We were sailing away with a cargo of bricks |
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For the grand city hall in New York |
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'Twas a wonderful craft |
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She was rigged fore-and-aft |
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And oh, how the wild wind drove her |
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She stood several blasts |
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She had twenty seven masts |
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And they called her the Irish Rover |
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We had one million bags of the best Sligo rags |
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We had two million barrels of stones |
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We had three million bales of old nanny goats' tails |
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We had four million barrels of bones |
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We had five million hogs |
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And six million dogs |
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Seven million barrels of porter |
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We had eight million sides of old blind horses hides |
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In the hold of the Irish Rover |
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There was Barney McGee |
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From the banks of the Lee |
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There was Hogan from County Tyrone |
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There was Johnny McGurk |
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Who was scared stiff of work |
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And a man from Westmeath called Malone |
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There was Slugger O'Toole |
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Who was drunk as a rule |
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And fighting Bill Tracy from Dover |
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And your man, Mick McCann |
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From the banks of the Bann |
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Was the skipper of the Irish Rover |
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We had one million bags of the best Sligo rags |
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We had two million barrels of stones |
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We had three million bales of old nanny goats' tails |
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We had four million barrels of bones |
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We had five million hogs |
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And six million dogs |
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Seven million barrels of porter |
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We had eight million sides of old blind horses hides |
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In the hold of the Irish Rover |
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We had sailed seven years |
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When the measles broke out |
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And the ship lost its way in the fog |
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And that whale of a crew |
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Was reduced down to two |
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Just myself and the Captain's old dog |
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Then the ship struck a rock, oh what a shock! |
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The bulkhead was turned right over |
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Turned nine times around |
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And the poor old dog was drowned |
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I'm the last of the Irish Rover |
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We had one million bags of the best Sligo rags |
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We had two million barrels of stones |
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We had three million bales of old nanny goats' tails |
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We had four million barrels of bones |
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We had five million hogs |
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And six million dogs |
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Seven million barrels of porter |
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We had eight million sides of old blind horses hides |
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In the hold of the Irish Rover |
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