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

INTRO: [E] [A] [E] [B] [E]

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

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

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

VERSE 4:
We had [E] five million hogs, [B] six million dogs
We had [E] seven million barrels of [B] porter
We had [E] eight million bales of old [C#m] nanny goat [A] tails
In the [E] hold of the Irish [B] Ro-[E]-ver

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

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

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

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

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

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

INSTRUMENTAL: [over VERSE]