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This fella is some kind of a sailor I tell you. He claims to have sailed aboard the ship and in a storm lost everything exept himself which is obviously an great exaggeration.

Irish Rover

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 In the year of Our Lord eighteen hundred and six
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 We set sail for the coal quay of Cork
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 We were sailing away with a cargo of bricks
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 For the grand city hall in New York
 We’d an elegant craft it was rigged fore and aft
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 And how the trade winds dro---ove her
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 She had twenty –three masts and she stood several blasts
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 And they called her the Irish Ro - ver
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 There was Barney Magee from the banks of the Lee
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 There was Hogan from County Tyrone
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 There was Johnny Magurk who was scared stiff of work
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 And a chap from Westmeath named Malone
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 There was Slugger O’Toole who was drunk as a rule
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 And fighting Bill Tracy from Do---ver
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 And your man Mick Mc Cann from the banks of the Bann
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 Was the skipper of the Irish Ro—ver
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 We had one million bags of the best Sligo rags
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 We had two million barrels of bone
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 We had three million bales of nanny goats tales
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 We had four million barrels of stone
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 We had five million hogs and six million dogs
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 And seven million barrels of po - -rter
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 We had eight million sides of old blind horses hides
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 In the hold of the Irish Ro - ver
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 We had sailed seven years when the measles broke out
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 And our ship lost her way in a fog
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 And the whole of the crew was reduced down to two
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 T’was myself and the captains old dog
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 The ship struck a rock Oh Lord what a shock
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 And nearly tumbled o - ver
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 Turned nine times around then the poor old dog was drowned
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 I’m the last of the Irish Ro - ver