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Irish Rover / Rakes Of Mallow (Live)

๐Ÿ‘ค Waxies Dargle โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ World Tour Of Ireland โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 4:12
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โฑ๏ธ 4:12 duration
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๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

Hello there sir, are ye alright?
Good evening

Well in the year of our Lord, 1806
We set sail from the sweet cove of Cork
We were sailing away with a cargo of bricks
For the grand city hall in New York

She was a wonderful craft, she's rigged fore-and-aft
And oh, how the wild winds drove her
She has took several blasts, she'd twenty-seven masts
We called her the Irish Rover

Well, there was Barney McGee from the banks of the Lee
There was Hogan from County Tyrone
There was Jimmy McGurk who was scared stiff of work
And a chap from Westmeath called Malone

Well, there was Slugger O'Toole, he's drunk as a rule
And fighting Bill Tracey from Dover
And your man, Mick McCann, from the banks of the Bann
Was the skipper of the Irish Rover

Well, we had one million bales of the best Sligo rags
Two million barrels of stones
Three million bales of old hard bygone sails
Four million barrels of bones

Well, we had five million hogs, and six million dogs
And seven million barrels of porter
We had eight million sides of old blind horses hides
In the hold of the Irish Rover

Well, we had sailed seven years, the measles broke out
Our ship lost its way in the fog
And the whale of the crew, reduced down to two
Meself and the captain's old dog

Well then the ship struck a rock, oh Lord what a shock
The bulkhead, she turned right over
And we turned nine times around, the poor ould dog was drowned

Thank you
Are ye well?

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:00.63] Hello there sir, are ye alright?
[00:04.96] Good evening
[00:19.16] Well in the year of our Lord, 1806
[00:23.01] We set sail from the sweet cove of Cork
[00:27.06] We were sailing away with a cargo of bricks
[00:31.16] For the grand city hall in New York
[00:34.54] She was a wonderful craft, she's rigged fore-and-aft
[00:39.28] And oh, how the wild winds drove her
[00:42.64] She has took several blasts, she'd twenty-seven masts
[00:46.70] We called her the Irish Rover
[00:50.97]
[00:57.63] Well, there was Barney McGee from the banks of the Lee
[01:01.85] There was Hogan from County Tyrone
[01:05.69] There was Jimmy McGurk who was scared stiff of work
[01:09.75] And a chap from Westmeath called Malone
[01:13.24] Well, there was Slugger O'Toole, he's drunk as a rule
[01:17.64] And fighting Bill Tracey from Dover
[01:21.39] And your man, Mick McCann, from the banks of the Bann
[01:25.25] Was the skipper of the Irish Rover
[01:30.57]
[01:36.45] Well, we had one million bales of the best Sligo rags
[01:41.27] Two million barrels of stones
[01:44.92] Three million bales of old hard bygone sails
[01:48.92] Four million barrels of bones
[01:51.72] Well, we had five million hogs, and six million dogs
[01:56.05] And seven million barrels of porter
[01:59.77] We had eight million sides of old blind horses hides
[02:03.82] In the hold of the Irish Rover
[02:07.97]
[02:14.93] Well, we had sailed seven years, the measles broke out
[02:19.24] Our ship lost its way in the fog
[02:23.02] And the whale of the crew, reduced down to two
[02:27.18] Meself and the captain's old dog
[02:30.62] Well then the ship struck a rock, oh Lord what a shock
[02:34.94] The bulkhead, she turned right over
[02:38.34] And we turned nine times around, the poor ould dog was drowned
[02:44.29]
[04:05.09] Thank you
[04:07.56] Are ye well?
[04:08.59]

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