[00:08.23]On the fourth of July, 1806
[00:11.48]We set sail from the sweet cove of Cork
[00:14.96]We were sailing away with a cargo of bricks
[00:18.31]For the grand city hall in New York
[00:21.89]'Twas a wonderful craft
[00:23.58]She was rigged fore-and-aft
[00:25.20]And oh, how the wild wind drove her
[00:28.66]She stood several blasts
[00:30.47]She had twenty seven masts
[00:32.08]And they called her the Irish Rover
[00:35.35]
[00:36.56]We had one million bags of the best Sligo rags
[00:39.92]We had two million barrels of stones
[00:43.46]We had three million bales of old nanny goats' tails
[00:46.76]We had four million barrels of bones
[00:50.20]We had five million hogs
[00:51.88]And six million dogs
[00:53.69]Seven million barrels of porter
[00:57.11]We had eight million sides of old blind horses hides
[01:00.46]In the hold of the Irish Rover
[01:04.30]
[01:05.35]There was Barney McGee
[01:06.53]From the banks of the Lee
[01:08.21]There was Hogan from County Tyrone
[01:11.65]There was Johnny McGurk
[01:13.40]Who was scared stiff of work
[01:15.09]And a man from Westmeath called Malone
[01:18.60]There was Slugger O'Toole
[01:20.44]Who was drunk as a rule
[01:22.31]And fighting Bill Tracy from Dover
[01:25.45]And your man, Mick McCann
[01:27.09]From the banks of the Bann
[01:28.85]Was the skipper of the Irish Rover
[01:32.64]
[01:33.37]We had one million bags of the best Sligo rags
[01:36.57]We had two million barrels of stones
[01:40.25]We had three million bales of old nanny goats' tails
[01:43.49]We had four million barrels of bones
[01:46.91]We had five million hogs
[01:48.62]And six million dogs
[01:50.41]Seven million barrels of porter
[01:53.89]We had eight million sides of old blind horses hides
[01:57.22]In the hold of the Irish Rover
[02:01.04]
[02:15.51]We had sailed seven years
[02:17.00]When the measles broke out
[02:18.71]And the ship lost its way in the fog
[02:22.26]And that whale of a crew
[02:23.80]Was reduced down to two
[02:25.63]Just myself and the Captain's old dog
[02:29.11]Then the ship struck a rock, oh what a shock!
[02:32.96]The bulkhead was turned right over
[02:38.01]Turned nine times around
[02:40.97]And the poor old dog was drowned
[02:45.67]I'm the last of the Irish Rover
[02:49.75]
[02:50.25]We had one million bags of the best Sligo rags
[02:53.55]We had two million barrels of stones
[02:57.11]We had three million bales of old nanny goats' tails
[03:00.51]We had four million barrels of bones
[03:03.90]We had five million hogs
[03:05.60]And six million dogs
[03:07.36]Seven million barrels of porter
[03:10.88]We had eight million sides of old blind horses hides
[03:14.28]In the hold of the Irish Rover
[03:18.23]