Pogues & Dubliners, The Irish Rover (1987)
^{Key: :[D] (w: Traditional) (Clancy Brothers, 1962, Key: A)}

INTRO: [D] [G] [D] [A] [D]

VERSE 1:
On the [D] fourth of July eighteen hundred and [G] six
We set [D] sail from the sweet Cobh quay of [A] Cork
We were [D] sailing away with a cargo of [G] bricks
For the [D] grand city [A] hall in New [D] York

VERSE 2:
'Twas an [D] wonderful craft, she was [A] rigged fore and aft
And [D] how the wild winds [A] drove her
She [D] stood several blasts, she had [Bm] twenty three [G] masts
And they [D] called her the Irish [A] Ro-[D]-ver

VERSE 3:
We had [D] one million bags of the best Sligo [G] rags
We had [D] two million barrels of [A] stones
We had [D] three million sides of old blind horses [G] hides
We had [D] four million [A] barrels of [D] bones

VERSE 4:
We had [D] five million hogs, [A] six million dogs
We had [D] seven million barrels of [A] porter
We had [D] eight million bales of old [Bm] nanny goat [G] tails
In the [D] hold of the Irish [A] Ro-[D]-ver

VERSE 5:
There was [D] awl Mickey Coote, Who played hard on his [G] flute
And the [D] ladies lined up for a [A] set
He would [D] tootle with skill, For each sparkling quad-[G]-rille
Though the [D] dancers were [A] fluther'd and [D] bet

VERSE 6:
With his [D] smart witty talk, He was [A] cock of the walk
As he [D] rolled the dames under and [A] over
They all [D] knew at a glance, when he [Bm] took up his [G] stance
That he [D] sailed in The Irish [A] Ro-[D]-ver

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VERSE 7:
There was [D] Barney McGee from the banks of the [G] Lee
There was [D] Hogan from County Ty-[A]-rone
There was [D] Johnny McGuirk who was scared stiff of [G] work
And a [D] chap from West-[A]-meath called Ma-[D]-lone

VERSE 8:
There was [D] Slugger O'Toole who was [A] drunk as a rule
And [D] fighting Bill Tratcy from [A] Dover
And your [D] man Mick McCann from the [Bm] banks of the [G] Bann
Was the [D] skipper of the Irish [A] Ro-[D]-ver

VERSE 9:
We had [D] sailed seven years when the measels broke [G] out
And our [D] ship lost it's way in the [A] fog
Then the [D] whole of the crew was reduced down to [G] two
Just my-[D]-self and the [A] captain's old [D] dog

VERSE 10:
The ship [D] struck a rock, [A] Lord what a shock
The [D] boat, it was flipped right [A] over
Turned [D] nine times around and the [Bm] poor old dog was [G] drowned
I'm the [D] last of the Irish [A] Ro-[D]-ver

INSTRUMENTAL: [over VERSE]