Irish Rover Songtext
von Paddy Noonan and His Grand Band

In the year of our Lord
Eighteen hundred and six
We set sail from the fair cove of Cork
We were bound far away with a cargo of bricks
To the fair city hall of New York
What a wonderful craft
She was rigged fore and aft
And oh how the wild winds drove her
She stood seven blasts
She had twenty-seven masts
And we called her The Irish Rover
Hey
We had one million bags of the best Sligo rags
We had two million barrels of bones
We had three million sides of old blind horses hides
And four million barrels of stone
We had five million hogs
Six million dogs
Seven million barrels of porter
We had eight million bales of old nanny goats tails


All aboard of the Irish Rover
Hey
The was Charlie McGee
From the banks of the Lee
The was Hogan from county Tyrone
The was Jonny McGurk
Who was scared stiff of work
And a chap from West Mead named Malone
There was Slugger O′Toole
Who was drunk as a rule
And fightin' Bill Casey from Dover
There was Dolan from Klare who was strong as a bear
All aboard of the Irish Rover
Hey
Seven years we sailed out
Till the measles broke out
And the ship lost her way in the fog
Then this whale of a crew
Were reduced down to two
Meself and the captain′s old dog
The ship struck a rock
Good Lord, what a shock
It turned the old ship right over
Were ten times around
And the poor dog was drowned
I'm the last of the Irish Rover