[ti:The Irish Rover] [ar:The Pogues] [al:The Ultimate Collection] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]The Irish Rover - The Pogues/The Dubliners [00:08.26]On the fourth of July eighteen hundred and six [00:11.50]We set sail from the sweet cove of Cork [00:15.11]We were sailing away with a cargo of bricks [00:18.59]For the grand city hall in New York [00:22.00]Towas a wonderful craft she was rigged fore-and-aft [00:25.62]And oh how the wild winds drove her [00:28.81]She'd got several blasts she'd twenty-seven masts [00:32.19]And we called her the Irish Rover [00:36.58]We had one million bales of the best Sligo rags [00:39.83]We had two million barrels of stones [00:43.44]We had three million sides of old blind horses hides [00:46.73]We had four million barrels of bones [00:50.24]We had five million hogs we had six million dogs [00:53.66]Seven million barrels of porter [00:57.18]We had eight million bails of old nanny goats' tails [01:00.64]In the hold of the Irish Rover [01:04.92]There was awl Mickey Coote who played hard on his flute [01:08.12]When the ladies lined up for his set [01:11.64]He was tooting with skill for each sparkling quadrille [01:15.20]Though the dancers were fluther'd and bet [01:18.68]With his sparse witty talk he was cock of the walk [01:22.19]As he rolled the dames under and over [01:25.22]They all knew at a glance when he took up his stance [01:28.94]And he sailed in the Irish Rover [02:01.37]There was Barney McGee from the banks of the Lee [02:04.77]There was Hogan from County Tyrone [02:08.18]There was Jimmy McGurk who was scarred stiff of work [02:11.57]And a man from Westmeath called Malone [02:14.88]There was Slugger O'Toole who was drunk as a rule [02:18.67]And fighting Bill Tracey from Dover [02:21.87]And your man Mick McCann from the banks of the Bann [02:25.28]Was the skipper of the Irish Rover [02:29.68]We had sailed seven years when the measles broke out [02:32.85]And the ship lost it's way in a fog [02:36.42]And that whale of the crew was reduced down to two [02:39.68]Just meself and the captain's old dog [02:43.37]Then the ship struck a rock oh Lord what a shock [02:46.91]The bulkhead was turned right over [02:51.85]Turned nine times around and the poor dog was drowned [03:00.11]I'm the last of the Irish Rover