The Irish Rover Acordes

	  
verse 1: 
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In the year of our Lord eighteen hundred and six  
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We set sail from the Cobh quay 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 an elegant craft, she was rigged fore and aft  
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And how the trade winds drove her  
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She had twenty-three masts and she stood several blasts  
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And they called her the Irish Ro-ver 


verse 2: 
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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 sides of old blind horses hides 
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We had four million barrels of bone 
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We had five million hogs, six million dogs 
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Seven million barrels of porter 
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We had eight million bales of old nanny goats tails 
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In the hold of the Irish Ro-ver 


verse 3: 
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There was Barney McGee from the banks of the Lee 
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There was Hogan from County Tyrone 
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There was Johnny McGuirk who was scared stiff of work 
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And a chap from Westmeath named Malone 
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There was Slugger O'Toole 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 from the banks of the Bann 
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Was the skipper of the Irish Ro-ver 


verse 4: 
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We had sailed seven years when the measles broke out  
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And our ship lost it's way in the fog 
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Then the whole of the crew was reduced down to two  
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Just myself and the captain’s old dog 
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The ship struck a rock, oh Lord what a shock  
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And nearly tumbled over 
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It turned nine times around and the poor dog was drowned  
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I'm the last of the Irish Ro-ver