The Irish Rover Chords by Dropkick Murphys
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Chords used:
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Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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On the 4th of July, [C] 1806, we [G] set sail from the sweet [D] Cove of Cork.
We [G] were sailing away with a cargo of bricks for the Grand City Hall in [G] New York.
On the wonderful grass, she [D] was great for an hour, [G] until, wow, the water [D] was over.
[G] She stood several miles, she had 27 miles, and they called her the [D] Irish [G] Rover.
We had one million bags of the best [C] slag away, [G] and two million barrels [D] of stone.
We had three million sides of old blood, and we had four [D] million barrels of [G] bone.
We had five million hogs, six million dogs, [G] seven million barrels [D] of horn.
We had eight million bills, and the whole of [D] the Irish [G] Rover.
That was old Mickey Coot, who played [A] harness boot when [G] the ladies lined up for [D] a sip.
That [G] was Tootin' Hopskill, from each spot when [C] he could drill, [G] with all the dancers of butter and of
With his smile, when he talked, he [D] was cock of the walk.
He ruled the things under and over, [G] that'll do when I blast.
When he took up his stance, and he sailed on the Irish Rover.
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That was Bonnie McGee, from the banks of [C] the Lee.
That [G] was Pogan from County [D] Tyrone.
That [G] was Johnny McGurk, who was scant [C] stiff of work.
[G] And young man [D] from Westmead called Malone.
That [G] was Slugger [D] O'Toole, who was drunk as a roll.
[G] And Martin Gelfright, he [D] was on the roll.
And [G] young man from the can, from the banks of the Brown.
[D] He was the skipper of the Irish Rover.
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We had sailed seven years, and the mead will grow down.
And the ship lost its way [D] in the fog.
And [G] the will of a crew was reduced down to two.
[D] Just myself and the [G] captains all died.
And the ship struck a rock, [D] oh Lord what a shock.
[G] The bulkhead was turned [D] right over.
Turned [G] nine times around.
And the poor old dog [C] was drowned.
[E] [G] At last to the [D] Irish [G] Rover.
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On the 4th of July, [C] 1806, we [G] set sail from the sweet [D] Cove of Cork.
We [G] were sailing away with a cargo of bricks for the Grand City Hall in [G] New York.
On the wonderful grass, she [D] was great for an hour, [G] until, wow, the water [D] was over.
[G] She stood several miles, she had 27 miles, and they called her the [D] Irish [G] Rover.
We had one million bags of the best [C] slag away, [G] and two million barrels [D] of stone.
We had three million sides of old blood, and we had four [D] million barrels of [G] bone.
We had five million hogs, six million dogs, [G] seven million barrels [D] of horn.
We had eight million bills, and the whole of [D] the Irish [G] Rover.
That was old Mickey Coot, who played [A] harness boot when [G] the ladies lined up for [D] a sip.
That [G] was Tootin' Hopskill, from each spot when [C] he could drill, [G] with all the dancers of butter and of
With his smile, when he talked, he [D] was cock of the walk.
He ruled the things under and over, [G] that'll do when I blast.
When he took up his stance, and he sailed on the Irish Rover.
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That was Bonnie McGee, from the banks of [C] the Lee.
That [G] was Pogan from County [D] Tyrone.
That [G] was Johnny McGurk, who was scant [C] stiff of work.
[G] And young man [D] from Westmead called Malone.
That [G] was Slugger [D] O'Toole, who was drunk as a roll.
[G] And Martin Gelfright, he [D] was on the roll.
And [G] young man from the can, from the banks of the Brown.
[D] He was the skipper of the Irish Rover.
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We had sailed seven years, and the mead will grow down.
And the ship lost its way [D] in the fog.
And [G] the will of a crew was reduced down to two.
[D] Just myself and the [G] captains all died.
And the ship struck a rock, [D] oh Lord what a shock.
[G] The bulkhead was turned [D] right over.
Turned [G] nine times around.
And the poor old dog [C] was drowned.
[E] [G] At last to the [D] Irish [G] Rover.
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[C] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ On the 4th of July, _ _ [C] 1806, we [G] set sail from the sweet [D] Cove of Cork.
We [G] were sailing away with a cargo of bricks for the Grand City Hall in [G] New York.
On the wonderful grass, she [D] was great for an hour, [G] until, wow, the water [D] was over.
[G] She stood several miles, she had 27 miles, and they called her the [D] Irish [G] Rover.
_ We had one million bags of the best [C] slag away, [G] and two million barrels [D] of stone.
We had three million sides of old blood, and we had four [D] million barrels of [G] bone.
We had five million hogs, six million dogs, [G] seven million barrels [D] of horn.
We had eight million bills, and _ _ the whole of [D] the Irish [G] _ Rover.
That was old Mickey Coot, who played [A] harness boot when [G] the ladies lined up for [D] a sip.
That [G] was Tootin' Hopskill, from each spot when [C] he could drill, [G] with all the dancers of butter and of_
With his smile, when he talked, he [D] was cock of the walk.
He ruled the things under and over, [G] that'll do when I blast.
When he took up his stance, and he sailed on the Irish Rover. _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ That was Bonnie McGee, from the banks of [C] the Lee.
That [G] was Pogan from County [D] Tyrone.
That [G] was Johnny McGurk, who was scant [C] stiff of work.
[G] And young man [D] from Westmead called Malone.
That [G] was Slugger [D] O'Toole, who was drunk as a roll.
[G] And Martin Gelfright, he [D] was on the roll.
And [G] young man from the can, from the banks of the Brown.
[D] He was the skipper of the Irish Rover. _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ We had sailed seven years, and the mead will grow down.
And the ship lost its way [D] in the fog.
And [G] the will of a crew was reduced down to two.
[D] Just myself and the [G] captains all died.
And the ship struck a rock, [D] oh Lord what a shock.
[G] The bulkhead was turned [D] right _ _ over. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Turned [G] nine times _ around.
_ _ And the poor old dog [C] was drowned. _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ [E] _ _ [G] At last to the [D] Irish [G] Rover. _ _
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_ _ On the 4th of July, _ _ [C] 1806, we [G] set sail from the sweet [D] Cove of Cork.
We [G] were sailing away with a cargo of bricks for the Grand City Hall in [G] New York.
On the wonderful grass, she [D] was great for an hour, [G] until, wow, the water [D] was over.
[G] She stood several miles, she had 27 miles, and they called her the [D] Irish [G] Rover.
_ We had one million bags of the best [C] slag away, [G] and two million barrels [D] of stone.
We had three million sides of old blood, and we had four [D] million barrels of [G] bone.
We had five million hogs, six million dogs, [G] seven million barrels [D] of horn.
We had eight million bills, and _ _ the whole of [D] the Irish [G] _ Rover.
That was old Mickey Coot, who played [A] harness boot when [G] the ladies lined up for [D] a sip.
That [G] was Tootin' Hopskill, from each spot when [C] he could drill, [G] with all the dancers of butter and of_
With his smile, when he talked, he [D] was cock of the walk.
He ruled the things under and over, [G] that'll do when I blast.
When he took up his stance, and he sailed on the Irish Rover. _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ That was Bonnie McGee, from the banks of [C] the Lee.
That [G] was Pogan from County [D] Tyrone.
That [G] was Johnny McGurk, who was scant [C] stiff of work.
[G] And young man [D] from Westmead called Malone.
That [G] was Slugger [D] O'Toole, who was drunk as a roll.
[G] And Martin Gelfright, he [D] was on the roll.
And [G] young man from the can, from the banks of the Brown.
[D] He was the skipper of the Irish Rover. _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ We had sailed seven years, and the mead will grow down.
And the ship lost its way [D] in the fog.
And [G] the will of a crew was reduced down to two.
[D] Just myself and the [G] captains all died.
And the ship struck a rock, [D] oh Lord what a shock.
[G] The bulkhead was turned [D] right _ _ over. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Turned [G] nine times _ around.
_ _ And the poor old dog [C] was drowned. _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ [E] _ _ [G] At last to the [D] Irish [G] Rover. _ _
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