The Last Of The Irish Rover Chords by The Irish Rovers
Tempo:
125.6 bpm
Chords used:
C
G
F
C#
A#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[C] [G] [C]
In the year of our Lord, [F]
1806, [C] We set sail from the Coal [G] Gale farm.
[C] We were sailing away with the cargo [F] of bricks [C] For the Grand City Hall in New York.
We had an elegant craft, [G] she was rigged for a nap, [C] And Lord, how the train [G] whinnies drove her!
[C] We had twenty-three masts, and she stood [F] several blasts, And [C] they called her the Irish [G] [C] Rover.
There was Barney McGee from the banks [F] of the Lee, [C] There was Ogin from County [G] Tyrone,
And [C] there was John Lee McGurk, who was scurred [F] stiff of work, [C] And a chap from [G] Whitmead named [C] Malone.
And there was Slugger O'Toole, who [G] was drunk as a roo, [C] And Fyden Bill [G] Tracy from Dover,
[C] And yer man Mick McCann from the banks [F] of the Van, [C] Was the skipper of the [G] Irish [C] Rover.
We had one million bags of the best slag ore [F] axe, [C] We had two million barrels [G] of bone,
[C] We had three million bales of old Nanny Goat's tail, We had four [G] million barrels [C] of stone.
We had five million hobs, [G] and six million dogs, [C] And seven million barrels [G] of porter,
We [C] had a million sides of our blind [F] horse's hide, [C] In the hold of the [G] Irish [C]
Rover.
[G]
[C] [G]
[C] [F]
[C] [G] [C]
We had sailed seven years when the measles [F] broke [C] out, And our ship lost its way in [G] the fog,
And [C] the whole of the crew was reduced to only two, Was myself [G] and the captain's [C] dog.
Then the ship struck a rock, [G] a large water shock, [C] We nearly [G] tumbled over,
[C] For nine times around, and the poor old [F] dog was drowned, [C] We're the last of the [G] Irish [C] Rover.
[C#] [A#]
In the year of our Lord, [F]
1806, [C] We set sail from the Coal [G] Gale farm.
[C] We were sailing away with the cargo [F] of bricks [C] For the Grand City Hall in New York.
We had an elegant craft, [G] she was rigged for a nap, [C] And Lord, how the train [G] whinnies drove her!
[C] We had twenty-three masts, and she stood [F] several blasts, And [C] they called her the Irish [G] [C] Rover.
There was Barney McGee from the banks [F] of the Lee, [C] There was Ogin from County [G] Tyrone,
And [C] there was John Lee McGurk, who was scurred [F] stiff of work, [C] And a chap from [G] Whitmead named [C] Malone.
And there was Slugger O'Toole, who [G] was drunk as a roo, [C] And Fyden Bill [G] Tracy from Dover,
[C] And yer man Mick McCann from the banks [F] of the Van, [C] Was the skipper of the [G] Irish [C] Rover.
We had one million bags of the best slag ore [F] axe, [C] We had two million barrels [G] of bone,
[C] We had three million bales of old Nanny Goat's tail, We had four [G] million barrels [C] of stone.
We had five million hobs, [G] and six million dogs, [C] And seven million barrels [G] of porter,
We [C] had a million sides of our blind [F] horse's hide, [C] In the hold of the [G] Irish [C]
Rover.
[G]
[C] [G]
[C] [F]
[C] [G] [C]
We had sailed seven years when the measles [F] broke [C] out, And our ship lost its way in [G] the fog,
And [C] the whole of the crew was reduced to only two, Was myself [G] and the captain's [C] dog.
Then the ship struck a rock, [G] a large water shock, [C] We nearly [G] tumbled over,
[C] For nine times around, and the poor old [F] dog was drowned, [C] We're the last of the [G] Irish [C] Rover.
[C#] [A#]
Key:
C
G
F
C#
A#
C
G
F
[C] _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ [C] _
In the year of our Lord, _ _ [F]
1806, [C] We set sail from the Coal [G] Gale farm. _
[C] We were sailing away with the cargo [F] of bricks [C] For the Grand City Hall in New York. _
We had an elegant craft, [G] she was rigged for a nap, [C] And Lord, how the train [G] whinnies drove her!
[C] We had twenty-three masts, and she stood [F] several blasts, And [C] they called her the Irish [G] _ [C] Rover.
_ There was Barney McGee from the banks [F] of the Lee, [C] There was Ogin from County [G] Tyrone,
And [C] there was John Lee McGurk, who was scurred [F] stiff of work, [C] And a chap from [G] Whitmead named [C] Malone.
And there was Slugger O'Toole, who [G] was drunk as a roo, [C] And Fyden Bill [G] Tracy from Dover,
[C] And yer man Mick McCann from the banks [F] of the Van, [C] Was the skipper of the [G] Irish [C] Rover.
_ We had one million bags of the best slag ore [F] axe, [C] We had two million barrels [G] of bone,
_ [C] We had three million bales of old Nanny Goat's tail, We had four [G] million barrels [C] of stone.
_ We had five million hobs, [G] and six million dogs, [C] And seven million barrels [G] of porter,
We [C] had a million sides of our blind [F] horse's hide, [C] In the hold of the [G] Irish _ [C]
Rover.
_ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [F] _
[C] _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ [C]
We had sailed seven years when the measles [F] broke [C] out, And our ship lost its way in [G] the fog,
And [C] the whole of the crew was reduced to only two, Was myself [G] and the captain's [C] dog. _
Then the ship struck a rock, [G] a large water shock, [C] We nearly [G] tumbled _ over,
[C] For nine times around, and the poor old [F] dog was drowned, [C] We're the last of the [G] Irish _ [C] Rover.
_ _ [C#] _ _ _ [A#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
In the year of our Lord, _ _ [F]
1806, [C] We set sail from the Coal [G] Gale farm. _
[C] We were sailing away with the cargo [F] of bricks [C] For the Grand City Hall in New York. _
We had an elegant craft, [G] she was rigged for a nap, [C] And Lord, how the train [G] whinnies drove her!
[C] We had twenty-three masts, and she stood [F] several blasts, And [C] they called her the Irish [G] _ [C] Rover.
_ There was Barney McGee from the banks [F] of the Lee, [C] There was Ogin from County [G] Tyrone,
And [C] there was John Lee McGurk, who was scurred [F] stiff of work, [C] And a chap from [G] Whitmead named [C] Malone.
And there was Slugger O'Toole, who [G] was drunk as a roo, [C] And Fyden Bill [G] Tracy from Dover,
[C] And yer man Mick McCann from the banks [F] of the Van, [C] Was the skipper of the [G] Irish [C] Rover.
_ We had one million bags of the best slag ore [F] axe, [C] We had two million barrels [G] of bone,
_ [C] We had three million bales of old Nanny Goat's tail, We had four [G] million barrels [C] of stone.
_ We had five million hobs, [G] and six million dogs, [C] And seven million barrels [G] of porter,
We [C] had a million sides of our blind [F] horse's hide, [C] In the hold of the [G] Irish _ [C]
Rover.
_ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [F] _
[C] _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ [C]
We had sailed seven years when the measles [F] broke [C] out, And our ship lost its way in [G] the fog,
And [C] the whole of the crew was reduced to only two, Was myself [G] and the captain's [C] dog. _
Then the ship struck a rock, [G] a large water shock, [C] We nearly [G] tumbled _ over,
[C] For nine times around, and the poor old [F] dog was drowned, [C] We're the last of the [G] Irish _ [C] Rover.
_ _ [C#] _ _ _ [A#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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