The Irish Rover-The Dubliners

[ti:The Irish Rover] [ar:The Dubliners] [al:40 Years] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]The Irish Rover - The Dubliners [00:11.41]On the Fourth of July 1806 [00:14.89]We set sail from the sweet Cove of Cork [00:17.13] [00:18.17]We were sailing away with a cargo of bricks [00:21.79]For the Grand City Hall in New York [00:24.27] [00:25.11]'Twas a wonderful craft [00:26.86]She was rigged fore and aft [00:28.62]And oh how the wild wind drove her [00:31.87]She stood several blasts [00:33.76]She had twenty seven masts [00:35.47]And they called her The Irish Rover [00:38.51] [00:39.68]We had one million [00:40.80]Bags of the best Sligo rags [00:43.02]We had two million barrels of stone [00:45.66] [00:46.51]We had three million sides [00:48.17]Of old blind horses hides [00:49.83]We had four million barrels of bones [00:52.45] [00:53.36]We had five million hogs and six million dogs [00:56.98]Seven million barrels of porter [00:59.60] [01:00.18]We had eight million bails [01:01.82]Of old nanny goats' tails [01:03.75]In the hold of the Irish Rover [01:06.47] [01:07.84]There was awl Mickey Coote [01:09.60]Who played hard on his flute [01:11.87]When the ladies lined up for a set [01:13.59] [01:14.70]He was tootin' with skill for [01:16.50]Each sparkling quadrille [01:18.23]Though the dancers [01:18.90]Were fluther'd and bet [01:20.41] [01:21.55]With his smart witty talk [01:23.13]He was cock of the walk [01:25.06]And he rolled the dames under and over [01:28.30]They all knew at a glance [01:30.01]When he took up his stance [01:31.83]That he sailed in The Irish Rover [01:34.97] [02:04.15]There was Barney McGee [02:05.22] [02:05.73]From the banks of the Lee [02:07.42]There was Hogan from County Tyrone [02:10.02] [02:10.94]There was Johnny McGurk [02:12.63]Who was scared stiff of work [02:14.48]And a man from Westmeath called Malone [02:17.08] [02:17.87]There was Slugger O'Toole [02:19.82]Who was drunk as a rule [02:21.42]And fighting Bill Treacy from Dover [02:24.58]And your man Mick MacCann [02:26.41]From the banks of the Bann [02:28.03]Was the skipper of the Irish Rover [02:30.81] [02:32.38]For a sailor it's always a bother in life [02:35.76]It's so lonesome by night and day [02:38.48] [02:39.24]That he longs for the shore and [02:41.08]A charming young whore [02:42.76]Who will melt all his troubles away [02:45.51] [02:46.13]Oh the noise and the rout [02:47.82]Swillin' poitin and stout [02:49.73]For him soon the torment's over [02:52.93]Of the love of a maid he is never afraid [02:56.46]An old salt from the Irish Rover [02:59.50] [03:00.67]We had sailed seven years [03:02.31]When the measles broke out [03:04.05]And the ship lost its way in the fog [03:06.62] [03:07.41]And that whale of a crew [03:09.08]Was reduced down to two [03:10.81]Just myself and the Captain's old dog [03:13.41] [03:14.33]Then the ship struck a rock [03:16.11]Oh Lord What a shock [03:17.88]The bulkhead was turned right over [03:22.76]Turned nine times around [03:25.33]And the poor old dog was drowned [03:28.99] [03:30.95]And I'm the last of The Irish Rover