Cifras
The Irish Rover

Tom: C

Introdução:

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C  
          Hey!            Hey!
Verse
          C                                                                                                    F  
In the Year of our Lord, eighteen-hundred-and-six
                  C                                                                    G  
We set sail from the cold quay of Cork
                     C                                                                         F  
We were sailing away with a cargo of bricks
                     C                         G                            C  
For the Grand City Hall of New York
Verse
                                                                                        G  
We had an elegant craft, she was rigged fore and aft
          C                                                         G  
And oh, how the wild winds drove her
                     C                                                                                                            F  
She had twenty-seven masts, and withstood several blasts
                        C                                                    G  C  
And they called her The Irish Rover
C  
          Hey!            Hey!
Verse
                  C                                                                                            F  
There was Barney McGee, from the banks of the Lee
                          C                                                 G  
There was Hogan from County Tyrone
                          C                                                                                                      F  
There was Charlie McGurk, who was scared stiff of work
                C                                 G                                      C  
And a chap from Westmeath, called Malone
Verse
                                                                                             G  
There was Slugger O'Toole, who was drunk, as a rule
          C                                                              G  
And Fighting Bill Tracy from Dover
                        C                                                                                                      F  
And your man, Mick McCann, from the banks of the Bann
                     C                                                    G  C  
Was the skipper of the Irish Rover
C  
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Verse
                          C                                                                                            F  
Well, we had five million bags of the best Sligo rags
                  C                                                         G  
We had six million barrels of stones
                             C                                                                                                    F  
And we had seven million bales of old nanny goats tails
                  C                                 G                         C  
We had eight million barrels of bones
Verse
                                                                     G  
We had nine million hogs, ten million dogs
  C                                                              G  
Eleven million barrels of porter
                             C                                                                                                            F  
And we had twelve million sides of old blind horses' hides
                                                                C  
In the hold of the Irish Rover
Instrumental
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C      G    C  
C    Bb    A    Ab  
C    Bb    A    Eb  
C    Bb    A    Ab  
C    Bb    Ab    G  
Verse
          C                                                                                                              F  
We had sailed seven years, when the measles broke out
                     C                                                         G  
And the ship lost its way in a fog
                     C                                                                                                    F  
And the whole of the crew, was reduced down to two
                  C                              G                                 C  
Just meself and the Captain's old dog
Verse
                                                                                        G  
Well, the ship struck a rock, oh lord, what a shock
          Am                                                    G  
The boat she turned right over
                             C                                                                                                    F  
She turned nine times around and the poor dog was drowned
                     C                                            G  C  
I'm the last of The Irish Rover
C  
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Outro
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