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

INTRO: [A] [D] [A] [E] [A]

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

INSTRUMENTAL: [over VERSE]