{"id":1591,"date":"2008-03-17T12:00:00","date_gmt":"2008-03-17T11:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/beerbellyband.com\/irish-rover-the"},"modified":"2008-03-17T12:00:00","modified_gmt":"2008-03-17T11:00:00","slug":"irish-rover-the","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/beerbellyband.com\/en\/irish-rover-the\/","title":{"rendered":"Irish Rover, The"},"content":{"rendered":"

Irish traditional song lyrics \u2014 collected by Beer Belly Band.<\/em><\/p>\n

In the year of our Lord eighteen hundred and six
\nWe set sail from the sweet cove of Cork
\nWe were sailing away with a cargo of bricks
\nFor the grand city hall of New York
\n‘Twas an elegant craft, she was rigged fore and aft
\nAnd oh how the trade winds drove her
\nShe could stand several blasts, she had twenty-seven masts
\nAnd they called her the Irish Rover<\/p>\n

We had one million bags of the best Sligo rags
\nWe had two million barrels of stones
\nWe had three million sides of old blind horses hides
\nWe had four million barrels of bones
\nWe had five million hogs, six million dogs
\nSeven million barrels of porter
\nWe had eight million bales of oul’ nanny goats tails
\nIn the hold of the Irish Rover<\/p>\n

Break<\/p>\n

There was old Micky Coote who played hard on his flute
\nWhen the ladies lined up for a set
\nHe was tootling with a skill for each quadrill
\nThough the dancers were fluttered and fet
\nWith his smart witty talk he was cock of the walk
\nAnd he rolled them under and over
\nWhen he took up with his stance they knew at a glance
\nThat he sailed on the Irish Rover<\/p>\n

There was Barney Magee from the banks of the Lee
\nThere was Hogan from CO. Tyrone
\nThere was Johnny McGurk who was scared stiff of work
\nAnd a man from West Meath called Malone
\nThere was Slugger O’Toole who was drunk as a rule
\nAnd fighting Bill Tracy from Dover
\nAnd your man Mike McCann from the banks of the Bann
\nWas the skipper of the Irish Rover<\/p>\n

Break<\/p>\n

We had sailed several days when the measles broke out
\nAnd our ship lost its way in the fog
\nThen the whale of a crew was reduced down to two
\nJust myself and the captains old dog
\nThen the ship struck a rock, Lord what a shock
\nAnd we were turned right over
\nTurned nine times around, sure the poor dog was drowned
\nI’m the last of the Irish Rover<\/p>\n

Break
\nSlow down last line<\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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