The High Kings - The irish rover

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In the ^CYear of our Lord, eighteen-hundred-and-^Fsix We set ^Csail from the cold quay of ^GCork We were ^Csailing away with a cargo of ^Fbricks For the ^CGrand City ^GHall of New ^CYork

We had an elegant craft, she was ^Grigged fore and aft And ^Coh, how the wild winds ^Gdrove her She had ^Ctwenty-seven masts, and withstood several ^Fblasts And they ^Ccalled her The Irish ^GRo^Cver

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There was ^CBarney McGee, from the banks of the ^FLee There was ^CHogan from County Ty^Grone There was ^CCharlie McGurk, who was scared stiff of ^Fwork And a ^Cchap from West^Gmeath, called Ma^Clone

There was Slugger O'Toole, who was ^Gdrunk, as a rule And ^CFighting Bill Tracy from ^GDover And your ^Cman, Mick McCann, from the banks of the ^FBann Was the ^Cskipper of the Irish ^GRo^Cver

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Well, we had ^Cfive million bags of the best Sligo ^Frags We had ^Csix million barrels of ^Gstones And we had ^Cseven million bales of old nanny goats ^Ftails We had ^Ceight million ^Gbarrels of ^Cbones

We had nine million hogs, ^Gten million dogs E^Cleven million barrels of ^Gporter And we had ^Ctwelve million sides of old blind horses' ^Fhides N.C. C In the hold of the Irish Rover

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We had ^Csailed seven years, when the measles broke ^Fout And the ^Cship lost its way in a ^Gfog And the ^Cwhole of the crew, was reduced down to ^Ftwo Just me^Cself and the ^GCaptain's old ^Cdog

Well, the ship struck a rock, oh ^Glord, what a shock The ^Amboat she turned right ^Gover She turned ^Cnine times around and the poor dog was ^Fdrowned I'm the ^Clast of The Irish ^GRo^Cver

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