Chords for Shane MacGowan & Ronnie Drew - The Irish Rover
Tempo:
121.15 bpm
Chords used:
G
D
C
F#m
C#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
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On the 4th of July, 1806 we set sail from the sweet [D] coast.
[G] We were sailing away with a cackle [C] of [G] bricks from the grand city [D] [G] hall in New York.
But a wonderful shot she [C] would [D] report it at, [G] and oh how the [D] wind drove [G] home.
She stood several blocks, did twenty-seven [C] months, [G] and they called her the Irish Rover.
There was barging and ganging from the banks of [C] the river, [G] there was hollering from chatting and [D] so on.
[G] There was Johnny McGirt who was scarce to [C] board, but [G] on his promise we'd come along.
There was Slytherin, all taller than [D] John [G] Gunnarow, and playing for [D] Chicey and [G] Dover.
And you have my time, for the [C] banks of the river [G] was the grand Irish Rover.
There was our Mickey Q who played very [C] funny flute [G] when the ladies lined up [D] for a set.
[G] He would flit through Whitskill, when he'd [C] sparkly [G] quadrille, till at that third mark, no third had met.
With a sparkly cough, [C] he would [D] cough up the water, [G] and he'd rattle the deck and work [D] and over.
[G] They all knew what he'd done, when he'd come [C] to his sense, [G] he sailed in deep [D] and [G] he'd run over.
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We had nine million pints of the best liquor [C] in the world, we had [G] five million barrels of [D] stone.
[G] We had three million barrels of non [C]-alcoholic tea, [G] we had five million barrels of bone.
And the fourth of July, we had [D] six million dogs, [G] seven million barrels [D] of parts.
We [G] had a nice, tall, fine horse [C] of size, [G] and all in the Irish Rover.
We would say in seven years, when the mason [C] broke up, [G] and the ship lost its way [D] in the fog.
[G] And away all the crew, went to do [C] something, [G] to face the friend that Captain Mill died.
Then the ship took a rock, [D] and darn what it [G] shone, the boat was turned [D] right over.
[F#m] [G] The night turned around, and the poor old dog [C#] was [D] drowned.
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After the [D] Irish [G] Rover.
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[C] [G] [D] [G]
On the 4th of July, 1806 we set sail from the sweet [D] coast.
[G] We were sailing away with a cackle [C] of [G] bricks from the grand city [D] [G] hall in New York.
But a wonderful shot she [C] would [D] report it at, [G] and oh how the [D] wind drove [G] home.
She stood several blocks, did twenty-seven [C] months, [G] and they called her the Irish Rover.
There was barging and ganging from the banks of [C] the river, [G] there was hollering from chatting and [D] so on.
[G] There was Johnny McGirt who was scarce to [C] board, but [G] on his promise we'd come along.
There was Slytherin, all taller than [D] John [G] Gunnarow, and playing for [D] Chicey and [G] Dover.
And you have my time, for the [C] banks of the river [G] was the grand Irish Rover.
There was our Mickey Q who played very [C] funny flute [G] when the ladies lined up [D] for a set.
[G] He would flit through Whitskill, when he'd [C] sparkly [G] quadrille, till at that third mark, no third had met.
With a sparkly cough, [C] he would [D] cough up the water, [G] and he'd rattle the deck and work [D] and over.
[G] They all knew what he'd done, when he'd come [C] to his sense, [G] he sailed in deep [D] and [G] he'd run over.
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We had nine million pints of the best liquor [C] in the world, we had [G] five million barrels of [D] stone.
[G] We had three million barrels of non [C]-alcoholic tea, [G] we had five million barrels of bone.
And the fourth of July, we had [D] six million dogs, [G] seven million barrels [D] of parts.
We [G] had a nice, tall, fine horse [C] of size, [G] and all in the Irish Rover.
We would say in seven years, when the mason [C] broke up, [G] and the ship lost its way [D] in the fog.
[G] And away all the crew, went to do [C] something, [G] to face the friend that Captain Mill died.
Then the ship took a rock, [D] and darn what it [G] shone, the boat was turned [D] right over.
[F#m] [G] The night turned around, and the poor old dog [C#] was [D] drowned.
[G]
After the [D] Irish [G] Rover.
[C] [G] [D]
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[C] [G] [D] [G]
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Key:
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F#m
C#
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_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
On the 4th of July, _ _ 1806 we set sail from the sweet [D] coast. _
[G] We were sailing away with a cackle [C] of [G] bricks from the grand city [D] [G] hall in New York. _
But a wonderful shot she [C] would [D] report it at, [G] and oh how the [D] wind drove [G] home.
She stood several blocks, did twenty-seven [C] months, [G] and they called her the Irish _ Rover. _
_ There was barging and ganging from the banks of [C] the river, [G] there was hollering from chatting and [D] so on.
[G] There was Johnny McGirt who was scarce to [C] board, but [G] on his promise we'd come along.
There was Slytherin, all taller than [D] John _ [G] Gunnarow, and playing for [D] Chicey and _ [G] Dover.
And you have my time, for the [C] banks of the river [G] was the grand Irish _ Rover.
_ There was our Mickey Q who played very [C] funny flute [G] when the ladies lined up [D] for a set.
_ [G] He would flit through Whitskill, when he'd [C] sparkly [G] quadrille, till at that third mark, no third had met.
_ With a sparkly cough, [C] he would [D] cough up the water, [G] and he'd rattle the deck and work [D] and over.
[G] They all knew what he'd done, when he'd come [C] to his sense, [G] he sailed in deep [D] and [G] he'd run over. _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ We had nine million pints of the best liquor [C] in the world, we had [G] five million barrels of [D] stone.
[G] We had three million barrels of non [C]-alcoholic tea, [G] we had five million barrels of bone. _ _ _ _ _
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And the fourth of July, _ we had [D] six million dogs, [G] seven million barrels [D] of parts.
We [G] had a nice, tall, fine horse [C] of size, [G] and all in the Irish _ Rover.
_ We would say in seven years, when the mason [C] broke up, [G] and the ship lost its way [D] in the fog.
[G] And away all the crew, went to do [C] something, [G] to face the friend that Captain Mill died. _
Then the ship took a rock, [D] and darn what it [G] shone, the boat was turned [D] right _ over.
_ _ _ [F#m] [G] The night turned around, and the poor old dog [C#] was [D] drowned.
_ [G] _ _ _ _
_ After the [D] Irish _ [G] Rover.
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On the 4th of July, _ _ 1806 we set sail from the sweet [D] coast. _
[G] We were sailing away with a cackle [C] of [G] bricks from the grand city [D] [G] hall in New York. _
But a wonderful shot she [C] would [D] report it at, [G] and oh how the [D] wind drove [G] home.
She stood several blocks, did twenty-seven [C] months, [G] and they called her the Irish _ Rover. _
_ There was barging and ganging from the banks of [C] the river, [G] there was hollering from chatting and [D] so on.
[G] There was Johnny McGirt who was scarce to [C] board, but [G] on his promise we'd come along.
There was Slytherin, all taller than [D] John _ [G] Gunnarow, and playing for [D] Chicey and _ [G] Dover.
And you have my time, for the [C] banks of the river [G] was the grand Irish _ Rover.
_ There was our Mickey Q who played very [C] funny flute [G] when the ladies lined up [D] for a set.
_ [G] He would flit through Whitskill, when he'd [C] sparkly [G] quadrille, till at that third mark, no third had met.
_ With a sparkly cough, [C] he would [D] cough up the water, [G] and he'd rattle the deck and work [D] and over.
[G] They all knew what he'd done, when he'd come [C] to his sense, [G] he sailed in deep [D] and [G] he'd run over. _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ We had nine million pints of the best liquor [C] in the world, we had [G] five million barrels of [D] stone.
[G] We had three million barrels of non [C]-alcoholic tea, [G] we had five million barrels of bone. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
And the fourth of July, _ we had [D] six million dogs, [G] seven million barrels [D] of parts.
We [G] had a nice, tall, fine horse [C] of size, [G] and all in the Irish _ Rover.
_ We would say in seven years, when the mason [C] broke up, [G] and the ship lost its way [D] in the fog.
[G] And away all the crew, went to do [C] something, [G] to face the friend that Captain Mill died. _
Then the ship took a rock, [D] and darn what it [G] shone, the boat was turned [D] right _ over.
_ _ _ [F#m] [G] The night turned around, and the poor old dog [C#] was [D] drowned.
_ [G] _ _ _ _
_ After the [D] Irish _ [G] Rover.
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