[ti:The Irish Rover] [ar:Johnny Logan] [al:The Irish Connection] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]The Irish Rover - Johnny Logan [00:04.32]Written by:Joseph Crofts [00:08.64]On the fourth of July 1806 [00:12.36]We set sail from the sweet cove of cork [00:15.91]We were sailing away with a cargo of bricks [00:19.66]For the grand city hall in New York [00:23.34]'Twas a wonderful craft [00:25.13]She was rigged fore and aft [00:27.13]And oh how the wild wind drove her [00:30.72]She stood several blasts [00:32.37]She had twenty seven masts [00:34.24]And they called her the Irish rover [00:38.89]We had one million bags of the best sligo rag [00:42.34]We had two million barrels of stone [00:46.06]We had three million sides of old blind horses hides [00:49.70]We had four million barrels of bones [00:53.55]We had five million hogs [00:55.59]And six million dogs [00:57.45]Seven million barrels of porter [01:00.79]We had eight million bales of old nanny goate tails [01:04.31]In the hold of the Irish rover [01:09.04]There was awl Mickey coote [01:10.86]Who played hard on the flute [01:12.76]When the ladies lined up for a set [01:16.36]He would tootle with skill [01:18.05]For each sparkling quadrille [01:19.99]Though the dancers were fluther'd and bet [01:23.64]With his smart witty talk [01:25.55]He was cock of the walk [01:27.42]And he rolled the dames under and over [01:30.99]They all knew at a glance [01:32.91]When he took up his stance [01:34.62]That he sailed in the Irish rover [02:09.47]There was Barney Mcgee [02:11.34]From the banks of the Lee [02:13.09]There was Hogan from County Tyrone [02:16.79]There was Johnny Mcgurk [02:18.69]Who was scared stiff of work [02:20.52]And a man from Westmeath called Malone [02:24.07]There was slugger o'toole [02:25.91]Who was drunk as a rule [02:27.99]And fighting Bill Tracy from dover [02:31.52]And your man Mick Mccann [02:33.32]From the banks of the Bann [02:35.18]Was the skipper of the Irish rover [02:39.85]We had sailed seven years [02:41.61]When the measles broke out [02:43.30]And the ship lost it's way in the fog [02:47.11]And that whale of a crew [02:48.95]Was reduced down to two [02:50.67]Just myself and the captain's old dog [02:54.26]Then the ship struck a rock [02:56.53]Oh lord what a shock [02:58.23]The bulkhead was turned right over [03:01.87]Turned nine times around [03:03.99]And the poor old dog was drowned [03:08.34]1 2 3 [03:09.34]I'm the last of the Irish rover