Chords for The Dubliners - The Irish Rover
Tempo:
129.6 bpm
Chords used:
A
E
D
Abm
B
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[E] Now, sir, look.
[A]
In the year of our Lord,
[D] 1806, we [A] set sail from the fair cove of [E] Tornton.
We were sailing our way with a cargo [D] of bricks from the Grand City Hall in [A] New York.
We'd been nailing it across.
[E] It was a rich, old enough.
[A] And how the trade [E] went slow, though.
[A] She had 23 masts.
She stood several class.
They called her the [E] Irishie [A] Rober.
Well, there was Barney McGee from the banks of the Lee.
There was Hogan from County [E] Tyrone.
There was a young mick-mack girl who looked scared stiff [A] of the work.
And a chap [E] from Nessie called [A] me Lord Dudley.
There was a snob or a fool [E] who was drunk as a rule.
[A] And fighting with [E] Tracy from Dover.
And [A] your man Mick McCann from the banks of the Bann.
Was a skipper of the Irishie [E] Robe.
[A]
You know what I [E] came.
[A]
There we go.
[E]
[A]
[E] [A]
Lovely [E] Harlem.
[A]
[E] [A] We had one million bags of the best Nigo rags.
Two million barrels [E] of gold.
We had three million bales of our many gold spales.
[E] Four million [A] bottles of bone.
We had five million hogs.
We had six million dogs.
Seven million bottles of water.
We had eight million stives of our blind horses' [D] horns.
On a board of the [E] Irishie [A] Robe.
Well, we sailed seven years.
The measles broke out.
And our ship lost its way [E] in the fog.
[A] And the whole of that crew was reduced down [D] to two.
[E] Myself and the captain's owl dog.
[A] Then the ship snuck a rock.
Lord, what a shock.
[A] It nearly turned right [Abm] [E] over.
It [A] spun nine times around.
And the poor owl [B] dog got [D] you out.
I'm the last of the [E] Irishie [A] Robe.
[E]
[A]
[E] [A] Lovely Harlem.
[E]
[A]
[D]
[E]
[A]
[A]
In the year of our Lord,
[D] 1806, we [A] set sail from the fair cove of [E] Tornton.
We were sailing our way with a cargo [D] of bricks from the Grand City Hall in [A] New York.
We'd been nailing it across.
[E] It was a rich, old enough.
[A] And how the trade [E] went slow, though.
[A] She had 23 masts.
She stood several class.
They called her the [E] Irishie [A] Rober.
Well, there was Barney McGee from the banks of the Lee.
There was Hogan from County [E] Tyrone.
There was a young mick-mack girl who looked scared stiff [A] of the work.
And a chap [E] from Nessie called [A] me Lord Dudley.
There was a snob or a fool [E] who was drunk as a rule.
[A] And fighting with [E] Tracy from Dover.
And [A] your man Mick McCann from the banks of the Bann.
Was a skipper of the Irishie [E] Robe.
[A]
You know what I [E] came.
[A]
There we go.
[E]
[A]
[E] [A]
Lovely [E] Harlem.
[A]
[E] [A] We had one million bags of the best Nigo rags.
Two million barrels [E] of gold.
We had three million bales of our many gold spales.
[E] Four million [A] bottles of bone.
We had five million hogs.
We had six million dogs.
Seven million bottles of water.
We had eight million stives of our blind horses' [D] horns.
On a board of the [E] Irishie [A] Robe.
Well, we sailed seven years.
The measles broke out.
And our ship lost its way [E] in the fog.
[A] And the whole of that crew was reduced down [D] to two.
[E] Myself and the captain's owl dog.
[A] Then the ship snuck a rock.
Lord, what a shock.
[A] It nearly turned right [Abm] [E] over.
It [A] spun nine times around.
And the poor owl [B] dog got [D] you out.
I'm the last of the [E] Irishie [A] Robe.
[E]
[A]
[E] [A] Lovely Harlem.
[E]
[A]
[D]
[E]
[A]
Key:
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Abm
B
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_ _ _ [E] _ Now, sir, look.
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ In the year of our Lord, _ _
[D] 1806, we [A] set sail from the fair cove of [E] Tornton.
We were sailing our way with a cargo [D] of bricks from the Grand City Hall in [A] New York.
We'd been nailing it across.
[E] It was a rich, old enough.
[A] And how the trade [E] went slow, though.
[A] She had 23 masts.
She stood several class.
They called her the [E] Irishie _ [A] Rober.
Well, _ there was Barney McGee from the banks of the Lee.
There was Hogan from County [E] Tyrone.
_ There was a young mick-mack girl who looked scared stiff [A] of the work.
And a chap [E] from Nessie called [A] me Lord Dudley.
There was a snob or a fool [E] who was drunk as a rule.
[A] And fighting with [E] Tracy from Dover.
And [A] your man Mick McCann from the banks of the Bann.
Was a skipper of the Irishie [E] Robe.
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ You know what I [E] came.
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ There we go.
[E] _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
Lovely [E] Harlem.
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ [A] _ _ We had one million bags of the best Nigo rags.
Two million barrels [E] of gold. _
We had three million bales of our many gold spales.
[E] Four million [A] bottles of bone.
We had five million hogs.
We had six million dogs.
Seven million bottles of water.
We had eight million stives of our blind horses' [D] horns.
On a board of the [E] Irishie [A] Robe.
_ _ Well, we sailed seven years.
The measles broke out.
And our ship lost its way [E] in the fog.
_ [A] And the whole of that crew was reduced down [D] to two.
[E] Myself and the captain's owl dog.
[A] _ Then the ship snuck a rock.
Lord, what a shock.
[A] It nearly turned right _ [Abm] _ [E] over. _
_ _ It [A] spun nine times around.
_ And the poor owl [B] dog got [D] you out.
_ _ I'm the last of the [E] Irishie [A] Robe. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ [A] Lovely Harlem. _ _
_ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [E] _ Now, sir, look.
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ In the year of our Lord, _ _
[D] 1806, we [A] set sail from the fair cove of [E] Tornton.
We were sailing our way with a cargo [D] of bricks from the Grand City Hall in [A] New York.
We'd been nailing it across.
[E] It was a rich, old enough.
[A] And how the trade [E] went slow, though.
[A] She had 23 masts.
She stood several class.
They called her the [E] Irishie _ [A] Rober.
Well, _ there was Barney McGee from the banks of the Lee.
There was Hogan from County [E] Tyrone.
_ There was a young mick-mack girl who looked scared stiff [A] of the work.
And a chap [E] from Nessie called [A] me Lord Dudley.
There was a snob or a fool [E] who was drunk as a rule.
[A] And fighting with [E] Tracy from Dover.
And [A] your man Mick McCann from the banks of the Bann.
Was a skipper of the Irishie [E] Robe.
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ You know what I [E] came.
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ There we go.
[E] _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
Lovely [E] Harlem.
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ [A] _ _ We had one million bags of the best Nigo rags.
Two million barrels [E] of gold. _
We had three million bales of our many gold spales.
[E] Four million [A] bottles of bone.
We had five million hogs.
We had six million dogs.
Seven million bottles of water.
We had eight million stives of our blind horses' [D] horns.
On a board of the [E] Irishie [A] Robe.
_ _ Well, we sailed seven years.
The measles broke out.
And our ship lost its way [E] in the fog.
_ [A] And the whole of that crew was reduced down [D] to two.
[E] Myself and the captain's owl dog.
[A] _ Then the ship snuck a rock.
Lord, what a shock.
[A] It nearly turned right _ [Abm] _ [E] over. _
_ _ It [A] spun nine times around.
_ And the poor owl [B] dog got [D] you out.
_ _ I'm the last of the [E] Irishie [A] Robe. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ [A] Lovely Harlem. _ _
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[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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