[ti:The Irish Rover]
[ar:The Pogues feat. The Dubliners]
[al:The Irish Rover]
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[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