Chords for The Irish Rover

Tempo:
125.4 bpm
Chords used:

C

G

F

Ab

Am

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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The Irish Rover chords
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[G] [C]
[G] [Am]
[D] [C] [G]
[Am] [Ab]
[G] [C]
Hey!
In the year of our Lord, [F] 1806,
We [C] set sail from the [G] Colchaea Park.
We [C] were sailing away with a cargo [F] of bricks
For [C] the grand [G] city hall of [C] New York.
With an elegant crotch, she [G] was rigged for a knack,
[C] And oh, how the wild [G] winds drove her!
She [C] had twenty-seven masts, and withstood [Dm] several blasts,
And [C] they called her the [G] Irish [C] Rover!
Hey!
Hey!
There was Barney McGee from the Vines [F] of Lee,
[C] There was Hogan from County [G] Tyrone,
[C] There was Charlie McGirt, who was scared [F] stiff of work,
[G] And a chap from Westmeath [C] called Malone.
There was Slugger O'Toole, [G] who was drunk as a rule,
[C] And Fighting Bill Tracy [G] from Dover,
[C] And Germanic McGann from the Vines [Dm] of the Van,
[C] Was a skipper of the [G] Irish
[C] Rover!
Hey!
Hey!
Well, we had five million bags of the best [F] lago-wraps,
[C] We had six million barrels [G] of floms,
And [C] we had seven million bales of old nanny-goat's-nails,
We had eight [G] million barrels [C] of bones,
We had nine million hots, [G] ten million dots,
[C] Eleven million [G] barrels of order,
And we had [C] twelve million scythes of a blind [F] horse's height,
[C] In the hold of the [G] Irish [C] Rover!
[Ab]
[Fm]
[Bb] [G] [Am]
[Ab] [G] [Am]
[C]
[F] [E]
[Ab] [C] [Bb] [F]
[Eb] [C] [Bb] [F]
[Ab] [C] [Bb] [Ab]
[G] [C] We had sailed seven years when the Misas [F] broke out,
And [C] the ship lost her way in a [G] fog,
[C] And the whole of the crew was reduced [F] down to two,
[G] Was meself and the captain's [C] old dog.
Well, the ship struck a rock, [G] Lord, what a shock!
[Am] The boat, she turned right [G]
over,
[C] She turned nine times around,
And the poor old lad was [F] through,
[C] At last, with the [G] Irish Rover!
[C]
Hey!
[F]
[C] [F]
[C] [G] [C] Oh!
Key:  
C
3211
G
2131
F
134211111
Ab
134211114
Am
2311
C
3211
G
2131
F
134211111
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_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _
[D] _ _ [C] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
[Am] _ _ [Ab] _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
Hey! _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ In the year of our Lord, _ [F] 1806,
We [C] set sail from the [G] Colchaea Park.
We [C] were sailing away with a cargo [F] of bricks
For [C] the grand [G] city hall of [C] New York.
_ With an elegant crotch, she [G] was rigged for a knack,
[C] And oh, how the wild [G] winds drove her!
She [C] had twenty-seven masts, and withstood [Dm] several blasts,
And [C] they called her the [G] Irish [C] Rover!
_ _ Hey! _
_ Hey! _ _ _ _ _
_ There was Barney McGee from the Vines [F] of Lee,
[C] There was Hogan from County [G] Tyrone,
_ [C] There was Charlie McGirt, who was scared [F] stiff of work,
[G] And a chap from Westmeath [C] called Malone.
_ There was Slugger O'Toole, [G] who was drunk as a rule,
[C] And Fighting Bill Tracy [G] from _ Dover,
[C] And Germanic McGann from the Vines [Dm] of the Van,
[C] Was a skipper of the [G] Irish _
[C] Rover!
_ Hey! _ _
Hey!
_ _ _ _ _ Well, we had five million bags of the best [F] lago-wraps,
[C] We had six million barrels [G] of floms,
And [C] we had seven million bales of old nanny-goat's-nails,
We had eight [G] million barrels [C] of bones, _
We had nine million hots, [G] ten million dots,
[C] Eleven million [G] barrels of _ order,
And we had [C] twelve million scythes of a blind [F] horse's height,
[C] In the hold of the [G] Irish _ [C] Rover!
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Fm] _ _
[Bb] _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _
[Ab] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [F] _ _ [E] _ _
[Ab] _ _ [C] _ _ [Bb] _ _ [F] _ _
[Eb] _ _ [C] _ _ [Bb] _ _ [F] _ _
[Ab] _ _ [C] _ _ [Bb] _ _ [Ab] _ _
[G] [C] We had sailed seven years when the Misas [F] broke out,
And [C] the ship lost her way in a [G] fog, _
[C] And the whole of the crew was reduced [F] down to two,
[G] Was meself and the captain's [C] old dog. _
Well, the ship struck a rock, [G] Lord, what a shock!
[Am] The boat, she turned right [G] _
over,
[C] She turned nine times around,
And the poor old lad was [F] through, _ _ _ _ _ _
[C] At last, with the [G] Irish _ _ _ Rover!
_ _ [C] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Hey! _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [F] _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ _ _ [F] _ _
[C] _ [G] _ _ [C] _ Oh! _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _