Chords for The Whistlin' Donkeys Irish Rover
Tempo:
134.8 bpm
Chords used:
A
E
D
Em
C
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
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[N]
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[D] [E] [A]
On the 4th of July,
[E] [D] 1806, [A] we set sail from the sweet [E] cove of [A] Corbyn.
We were sailing away with the cargo [D] of bricks from [A] the Grand City Hall in New York.
She was a wonderful craft, [E] she was rigged for a nap.
[A] Oh, how the wild [E] winds drove her!
She [A] stood several of us, she had [D] 27 masts, and [A] they called her the [E] Irish [A]
Rover.
We had one billion bales of the [E] best [D] slag or rags, we [A] had two million barrels [E] of coal.
[A] We had three million sides of a blind [D] horse's [A] eyes, we had four million [Em] barrels [A] of bull.
We had five million hogs, [E] six million [A] dogs, seven million barrels [E] of oars.
We [A] had eight million bales of old nanny [D] gun tails [A] in the hull of the [E] Irish [A]
Rover.
There was old Vicky Coote, who played hard [D] on his flute, [A] while the ladies lined up [Em] for a snack.
[A] He was tutored with skill for each [E] sparkling [D] [A] quadrille, the [E] dancers were [A] flutered and bent.
With his spark, would he talk, [E] he was cock of the watt, [A] and he relled the dames under [E] and over.
[A] They all knew at a glance when he took up [D] his stance, did he sail [A] from the Irish Rover.
There was Marty McKee from the banks [D] of the Lee, [A] there was Hogan from County [E]
Tyro.
There [A] was Jarmy McCurr, who was scared to the [D] hook, [A] and a man from [E] Westmeath called [A]
Malone.
There was brother of Tulu, who was [E] drunk as a roo, [A] fighting Bill Tracy [E] from Dover.
And [A] your mum, Vic McCann, from the banks of [D] the Lann, was [A] a skipper on the Irish [E] [A]
Rover.
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We had sailed seven years when the mesos broke out and the ship lost its way [E] in the pod.
[A] And the whale of a crew was reduced down [D] to [A] just meself and [E] the [A] captain's old dog.
And the ship struck a rock, oh lord what a shock, the boat it was turned [E] right over.
[A] Saw nine times around and the poor old dog [D] was drowned.
[A]
And the last of the [E] Irish [A] Rovers.
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[N]
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[D] [E] [A]
On the 4th of July,
[E] [D] 1806, [A] we set sail from the sweet [E] cove of [A] Corbyn.
We were sailing away with the cargo [D] of bricks from [A] the Grand City Hall in New York.
She was a wonderful craft, [E] she was rigged for a nap.
[A] Oh, how the wild [E] winds drove her!
She [A] stood several of us, she had [D] 27 masts, and [A] they called her the [E] Irish [A]
Rover.
We had one billion bales of the [E] best [D] slag or rags, we [A] had two million barrels [E] of coal.
[A] We had three million sides of a blind [D] horse's [A] eyes, we had four million [Em] barrels [A] of bull.
We had five million hogs, [E] six million [A] dogs, seven million barrels [E] of oars.
We [A] had eight million bales of old nanny [D] gun tails [A] in the hull of the [E] Irish [A]
Rover.
There was old Vicky Coote, who played hard [D] on his flute, [A] while the ladies lined up [Em] for a snack.
[A] He was tutored with skill for each [E] sparkling [D] [A] quadrille, the [E] dancers were [A] flutered and bent.
With his spark, would he talk, [E] he was cock of the watt, [A] and he relled the dames under [E] and over.
[A] They all knew at a glance when he took up [D] his stance, did he sail [A] from the Irish Rover.
There was Marty McKee from the banks [D] of the Lee, [A] there was Hogan from County [E]
Tyro.
There [A] was Jarmy McCurr, who was scared to the [D] hook, [A] and a man from [E] Westmeath called [A]
Malone.
There was brother of Tulu, who was [E] drunk as a roo, [A] fighting Bill Tracy [E] from Dover.
And [A] your mum, Vic McCann, from the banks of [D] the Lann, was [A] a skipper on the Irish [E] [A]
Rover.
[D] [A] [E]
[A]
[D] [A] [E] [A]
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We had sailed seven years when the mesos broke out and the ship lost its way [E] in the pod.
[A] And the whale of a crew was reduced down [D] to [A] just meself and [E] the [A] captain's old dog.
And the ship struck a rock, oh lord what a shock, the boat it was turned [E] right over.
[A] Saw nine times around and the poor old dog [D] was drowned.
[A]
And the last of the [E] Irish [A] Rovers.
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[A] [Em]
[A] [D]
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[A] [E] [A]
[E] [D]
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_ _ _ On the 4th of July, _
[E] [D] 1806, [A] we set sail from the sweet [E] cove of _ [A] Corbyn.
We were sailing away with the cargo [D] of bricks from [A] the Grand City Hall in New York.
She was a wonderful craft, [E] she was rigged for a nap.
[A] Oh, how the wild [E] winds drove her!
She [A] stood several of us, she had [D] 27 masts, and [A] they called her the [E] Irish _ [A]
Rover.
_ We had one billion bales of the [E] best [D] slag or rags, we [A] had two million barrels [E] of coal.
[A] We had three million sides of a blind [D] horse's [A] eyes, we had four million [Em] barrels [A] of bull.
We had five million hogs, [E] six million [A] dogs, seven million barrels [E] of oars.
We [A] had eight million bales of old nanny [D] gun tails [A] in the hull of the [E] Irish _ [A]
Rover.
_ There was old Vicky Coote, who played hard [D] on his flute, [A] while the ladies lined up [Em] for a snack.
[A] He was tutored with skill for each [E] sparkling [D] [A] quadrille, the [E] dancers were [A] flutered and bent.
_ With his spark, would he talk, [E] he was cock of the watt, [A] and he relled the dames under [E] and _ over.
[A] They all knew at a glance when he took up [D] his stance, did he sail [A] from the Irish _ Rover.
_ There was Marty McKee from the banks [D] of the Lee, [A] there was Hogan from County [E]
Tyro.
There [A] was Jarmy McCurr, who was scared to the [D] hook, [A] and a man from [E] Westmeath called [A]
Malone.
There was brother of Tulu, who was [E] drunk as a roo, [A] fighting Bill Tracy [E] from _ Dover.
And [A] your mum, Vic McCann, from the banks of [D] the Lann, was [A] a skipper on the Irish [E] _ [A]
Rover. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ We had sailed seven years when the mesos broke out and the ship lost its way [E] in the pod.
_ [A] And the whale of a crew was reduced down [D] to [A] just meself and [E] the [A] captain's old dog.
And the ship struck a rock, oh lord what a shock, the boat it was turned [E] right _ over. _ _ _ _
[A] Saw nine times around _ and the poor old dog [D] was _ drowned.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [A]
And the last of the [E] Irish _ [A] Rovers.
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_ _ _ On the 4th of July, _
[E] [D] 1806, [A] we set sail from the sweet [E] cove of _ [A] Corbyn.
We were sailing away with the cargo [D] of bricks from [A] the Grand City Hall in New York.
She was a wonderful craft, [E] she was rigged for a nap.
[A] Oh, how the wild [E] winds drove her!
She [A] stood several of us, she had [D] 27 masts, and [A] they called her the [E] Irish _ [A]
Rover.
_ We had one billion bales of the [E] best [D] slag or rags, we [A] had two million barrels [E] of coal.
[A] We had three million sides of a blind [D] horse's [A] eyes, we had four million [Em] barrels [A] of bull.
We had five million hogs, [E] six million [A] dogs, seven million barrels [E] of oars.
We [A] had eight million bales of old nanny [D] gun tails [A] in the hull of the [E] Irish _ [A]
Rover.
_ There was old Vicky Coote, who played hard [D] on his flute, [A] while the ladies lined up [Em] for a snack.
[A] He was tutored with skill for each [E] sparkling [D] [A] quadrille, the [E] dancers were [A] flutered and bent.
_ With his spark, would he talk, [E] he was cock of the watt, [A] and he relled the dames under [E] and _ over.
[A] They all knew at a glance when he took up [D] his stance, did he sail [A] from the Irish _ Rover.
_ There was Marty McKee from the banks [D] of the Lee, [A] there was Hogan from County [E]
Tyro.
There [A] was Jarmy McCurr, who was scared to the [D] hook, [A] and a man from [E] Westmeath called [A]
Malone.
There was brother of Tulu, who was [E] drunk as a roo, [A] fighting Bill Tracy [E] from _ Dover.
And [A] your mum, Vic McCann, from the banks of [D] the Lann, was [A] a skipper on the Irish [E] _ [A]
Rover. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ We had sailed seven years when the mesos broke out and the ship lost its way [E] in the pod.
_ [A] And the whale of a crew was reduced down [D] to [A] just meself and [E] the [A] captain's old dog.
And the ship struck a rock, oh lord what a shock, the boat it was turned [E] right _ over. _ _ _ _
[A] Saw nine times around _ and the poor old dog [D] was _ drowned.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [A]
And the last of the [E] Irish _ [A] Rovers.
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