Dubliners - The Irish Rover Chords
In 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
She was a [G]wonderful craft, she was [D]rigged ‘fore and aft And how [G]the wild winds [D]drove her She ‘stood [G]several blasts, 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]stones We had [G]three million sides of old blind horses’ [C]hides We had [G]four million [D]barrels of [G]bones
We had [G]five million hogs and [D]six million dogs [G]And seven million barrels of [D]porter We had [G]eight million bales of old [Em]nanny goats’ [C]tails In the [G]hold of 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]man from [D]Westmeath called [G]Malone
There was [G]Slugger O’Toole who was [D]drunk as a rule [G]And fighting Bill Tracy from [D]Dover And your [G]man Mick McCann, from the [Em]banks of the 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 her way in the [D]fog And the [G]whole of the crew was reduced down to [C]two ‘Twas [G]meself and [D]the captain’s old [G]dog
Then the [G]ship struck a rock; oh Lord [D]what a shock [G]The bulkhead was turned right [D]over We turned [G]nine times around then [Em]the poor old dog was [C]drowned Now I’m [G]the last of the [D]Irish Ro[G]ver