Irish Rover
The Pogues
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***THE IRISH ROVER - TraditionalA D On the Fourth of July, 1806A We set sail from the sweet cove ofD CorkA We were sailing away with a cargoD of bricksA E A For the Grand City Hall in New York 'Twas a wonderful craftE She was rigged fore and aftA E And oh, how the wild wind drove herA She stood several blastsD She had twenty seven mastsA E D A We had one million bags of the best Sligo rags We had two million barrels of stone We had three million sides of old blind horses hides We had four million barrels of bones We had five million hogs And six million dogs Seven million barrels of porter We had eight million bails of old nanny-goats' tails There was awl Mickey Coote Who played hard on his flute When the ladies lined up for a setContinúa después del anuncioHe was tootin' with skill For each sparkling quadrille Though the dancers were fluther'd and bet With his smart witty talk He was cock of the walk And he rolled the dames under and over They all knew at a glance When he took up his stance There was Barney McGee From the banks of the Lee There was Hogan from County Tyrone There was Johnny McGurk Who was scared stiff of work And a man from Westmeath called Malone There was Slugger O'Toole Who was drunk as a rule And Fighting Bill Treacy from Dover And your man, Mick MacCann From the banks of the Bann We had sailed seven years When the measles broke out And the ship lost its way in the fog And that whale of a crew Was reduced down to two Just myself and the Captain's old dog Then the ship struck a rock Oh Lord! what a shock The bulkhead was turned right over Turned nine times around And the poor old dog was drowned ***Version 2*** by Harley McPhee (*)e|------------------------------- B|------------------------------- G|-------------0-2-4-2-0---0----- D|-0--------0------------2---2-0- A|---2--2--3--------------------- E|-----3------------------------- e|------------| B|------------| G|------------| D|2-0---------| A|----2-3-2-0-| E|------------|On the fourth.......................of corke|------------------------------- B|------------------------------- G|------------0-2-4-2-0---0------ D|-0--------0-----------2--2-0-4- A|---2--2-3---------------------- E|-----3------------------------- e|----------| B|----------| G|----------| D|5-7-5-4-5-| A|----------| E|----------|we were sailing................new yorke|-------------------------------- B|-------------------------------- G|-----0-0-2-4--4-0-2-2----------- D|-0-0------------------4-0---0-0- A|-------------------------------- E|-------------------------------- e|-----------------| B|-----------------| G|0-0-2-4-0-2------| D|------------4--0-| A|-----------------| E|-----------------|Twas a..............aft. And how..........here|------------------------------- B|------------------------------- G|------------0-2-4-2-0---0------ D|-0--------0-----------2--2-0-4- A|---2--2-3---------------------- E|-----3------------------------- e|--------------| B|--------------| G|--------------| D|5-7-5-4-5-4-5-| A|--------------| E|--------------|G On the Fourth of July, eighteenC G hundred and six We set sail from the sweet cove ofD CorkG C We were sailing away with a cargoG of bricksD G For the Grand City Hall in New York 'Twas a wonderful craftD She was rigged fore and aftG D And oh, how the wild wind drove herG She stood several blastsC G She had twenty seven mastsD G (G'day...not too sure about that C chord, have a good one)