The Irish Rover

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In the year of our Lord eighteen 
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hundred and six
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We set sail from the Cobh quay of 
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Cork
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We were sailing away with a cargo 
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of bricks
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For the grand city hall in New York
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Twas an elegant craft, she was 
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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 
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stood several blasts
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And they called her the Irish Ro-ver


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We had one million bags of the best
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 Sligo rags
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We had two million barrels of stones
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We had three million sides of old 
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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 
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nanny goats tails
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In the hold of the Irish Ro-ver


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There was Barney McGee from the 
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banks of the Lee
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There was Hogan from County Tyrone
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There was Johnny McGuirk who was 
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scared stiff of work
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And a chap from Westmeath named 
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Malone
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There was Slugger O'Toole who was 
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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 
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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 
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measles broke out
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And our ship lost it's way in the 
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fog
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Then the whole of the crew was 
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reduced down to two
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Just myself and the captain’s old 
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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
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 poor dog was drowned
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I'm the last of the Irish Ro-ver