The Irish Rover Chords

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On the G Fourth of July, eighteen hundred and C six

We set G sail from the sweet cove of D Cork

We were G sailing away with a cargo of C bricks

For the G Grand City D Hall in New G York

'Twas an G elegant craft, D rigged fore and aft

And oh, G how the wild wind C drove her

She could G stand a great blast, She had Em twenty seven C masts

And they G called her The D Irish G Rover

We had G one million bags of the best Sligo C rags

We had G two million barrels of D stone

We had G three million sides of old blind horses C hides

We had G four million D barrels of G bone

We had G five million hogs, And D six million dogs

G Seven million barrels of D porter

We had G eight million bails of old Em nanny-goats' C tails

In the G hold of the D Irish G Rover

There was G awl Mickey Coote who played hard on his C flute

When the G ladies lined up for a D set

He was G tootin' with skill for each sparkling C quadrille

Though the G dancers were D fluther'd and G bet

With his G smart witty talk he was D cock of the walk

And he G rolled the dames under and D over

They all G knew at a glance when he Em took up his C stance

That he G sailed in The D Irish G Rover

There was G Barney McGee from the banks of the C Lee

There was G Hogan from County Ty-D-rone

There was G Johnny McGurk who was scared stiff of C work

And a G chap from WestDmeath called G Malone

There was G Slugger O'Toole, D drunk as a rule

G Fighting Bill Treacy from D Dover

And your G man, Mick MacCann from the Em banks of the C Bann

Was the G skipper of the D Irish G Rover

We had G sailed seven years when the measles broke C out

And our G ship lost its way in the D fog

And that G whale of a crew was reduced down to C two

Just G myself and the D Captain's old G dog

Then the G ship struck a rock, oh D Lord! what a shock

The G boat it flipped right D over

Turned G nine times around, and the Em poor old dog was C drowned

I’m the G last of the The D Irish G Rover

BritBoy Mac JC