|
[ti:The Irish Rover] |
|
[ar:The Pogues feat. The Dubliners] |
|
[al:The Irish Rover] |
| [00:00.00][01:31.50][03:03.00][01:51.70] |
|
| [00:07.00] |
On the Fourth of July, eighteen hundred and six |
| [00:11.00] |
We set sail from the sweet cove of Cork |
| [00:14.35] |
We were sailing away with a cargo of bricks |
| [00:18.10] |
For the Grand City Hall in New York |
| [00:21.50] |
'Twas a wonderful craft |
| [00:23.00] |
She was rigged fore-and-aft |
| [00:25.00] |
And oh, how the wild wind drove her |
| [00:28.10] |
She stood several blasts |
| [00:30.10] |
She had twenty seven masts |
| [00:31.75] |
And they called her The Irish Rover |
| [00:35.83] |
We had one million bags of the best Sligo rags |
| [00:39.19] |
We had two million barrels of stone |
| [00:42.72] |
We had three million sides of old blind horses hides |
| [00:46.15] |
We had four million barrels of bones |
| [00:49.50] |
We had five million hogs |
| [00:51.70] |
And six million dogs |
| [00:53.30] |
Seven million barrels of porter |
| [00:56.50] |
We had eight million bails of old nanny-goats' tails |
| [01:00.15] |
In the hold of the Irish Rover |
| [01:04.20] |
There was awl Mickey Coote |
| [01:05.85] |
Who played hard on his flute |
| [01:07.51] |
When the ladies lined up for a set |
| [01:10.90] |
He was tootin' with skill |
| [01:12.75] |
For each sparkling quadrille |
| [01:14.60] |
Though the dancers were fluther'd and bet |
| [01:17.71] |
With his smart witty talk |
| [01:19.80] |
He was cock of the walk |
| [01:21.48] |
And he rolled the dames under and over |
| [01:24.60] |
They all knew at a glance |
| [01:26.54] |
When he took up his stance |
| [01:28.25] |
That he sailed in The Irish Rover |
| [01:40.50] |
Traditional Irish folk song - The Irish Rover |
| [02:00.70] |
There was Barney McGee |
| [02:02.55] |
From the banks of the Lee |
| [02:04.10] |
There was Hogan from County Tyrone |
| [02:07.63] |
There was Johnny McGurk |
| [02:09.31] |
Who was scared stiff of work |
| [02:10.93] |
And a man from Westmeath called Malone |
| [02:14.40] |
There was Slugger O'Toole |
| [02:16.00] |
Who was drunk as a rule |
| [02:17.75] |
And Fighting Bill Treacy from Dover |
| [02:21.20] |
And your man, Mick MacCann |
| [02:22.78] |
From the banks of the Bann |
| [02:24.60] |
Was the skipper of the Irish Rover |
| [02:28.66] |
We had sailed seven years |
| [02:30.75] |
When the measles broke out |
| [02:32.29] |
And the ship lost its way in the fog |
| [02:35.50] |
And that whale of a crew |
| [02:37.45] |
Was reduced down to two |
| [02:39.00] |
Just myself and the Captain's old dog |
| [02:42.50] |
Then the ship struck a rock |
| [02:44.60] |
Oh Lord! what a shock |
| [02:46.00] |
The bulkhead was turned right over |
| [02:50.90] |
Turned nine times around |
| [02:54.17] |
And the poor old dog was drowned |
| [02:59.00] |
I'm the last of The Irish Rover |
