The High Kings - Irelands shore

While go^Gin' for a stroll one f^Cine summer's e^Gve My thirst I decided to qu^Emench I ra^Gmbled around 'till I ca^Cme to the d^Gocks, and a pub called the I^Dran We^Gnch When I st^Cepped through the door I saw a m^Dan on a stool I m^Can I'd seen ne^Dver be^Emfore He had fi^Cstfuls of cash that he s^Daid he had ea^Grned, While he sa^Ciled around Ir^Deland's sh^Gore

I or^Gdered a sup' and a s^Cup' for your m^Gan And he told me strong tails with great p^Emride And I w^Galked out the door with the co^Curage of dr^Gink To sail on the n^Dext morning t^Gide Well the su^Cmmer breeze took us f^Dar from the land As we sa^Ciled to the tro^Dpical he^Emat When the ca^Cptain roared, "Let the sk^Dull and crossbones f^Gly, and well h^Cunt down the ad^Dmirals fl^Geet"

I thought I'd s^Cearch the horizon And s^Gail to the night 'till I'm sa^Diling 'round Ireland's s^Ghore ^GO-Oh Sa^Ciling 'round Ireland's Sa^Giling 'round Ireland's Sa^Diling 'round Ireland's s^Ghore

Well I th^Gought if i jumped I would dr^Cown in this pl^Gace So I cheered with a grimacing f^Emace I shar^Gpened my blade like a m^Can filled with h^Gate And a scowling old s^Dea-dog's gr^Gace Well I cu^Crsed on your drink though it d^Does make me think Of po^Cetry and mu^Dsic ga^Emlore But it ev^Cens the score with a so^Dre headed r^Goar Far from sa^Ciling round Ir^Deland's sh^Gore

^GO-Oh Sa^Ciling 'round Ireland's Sa^Giling 'round Ireland's Sa^Diling 'round Ireland's s^Ghore

From my e^Gvil company and b^Cooty in t^Gons I snuck off while all were a^Emsleep Oh 'n ^GI stole a skiff with the st^Cealth of a g^Ghost I filled it f^Dour chests d^Geep I sa^Ciled along the coast 'till I h^Did in a cave By f^Cirelight my tr^Deasures to h^Emoard Where I dr^Ceamed of a quest to re^Dturn finely dr^Gessed And to s^Cail around Ir^Deland's sh^Gores

Well ^GI heard a voice And it sp^Cooked me for s^Gure As it echoed all 'round the c^Emave It s^Gaid "I'm not dead and you'll p^Cay with your h^Gead You scoundrel and di^Drty k^Gnave" It said "S^Chow me daylight, g^Dive me a fair fight, Let me d^Cie by the s^Dword in a d^Emuel For I w^Cear on my chest not just the ad^Dmiral's c^Grest But the H^Cigh King of Ir^Deland's crown je^Gwels

I thought I'd s^Cearch the horizon And s^Gail to the night 'till I'm sa^Diling 'round Ireland's s^Ghore ^GO-Oh Sa^Ciling 'round Ireland's Sa^Giling 'round Ireland's Sa^Diling 'round Ireland's s^Ghore

I thought I'd s^Cearch the horizon And s^Gail to the night 'till I'm sa^Diling 'round Ireland's s^Ghore ^GO-Oh Sa^Ciling 'round Ireland's Sa^Giling 'round Ireland's Sa^Diling 'round Ireland's s^Ghore