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+On the fourth of July eighteen hundred and six \\
+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 \\
+'Twas a wonderful craft, she was rigged fore-and-aft \\
+And oh, how the wild winds drove her. \\
+She'd got several blasts, she'd twenty-seven masts \\
+And we called her the Irish Rover. \\
+
+We had one million bales of the best Sligo rags \\
+We had two million barrels of stones \\
+We had three million sides of old blind horses hides, \\
+We had four million barrels of bones. \\
+We had five million hogs, we had six million dogs, \\
+Seven million barrels of porter. \\
+We had eight million bails of old nanny goats' tails, \\
+In the hold of the Irish Rover. \\
+
+There was awl Mickey Coote who played hard on his flute \\
+When the ladies lined up for his set \\
+He was tootin' with skill for each sparkling quadrille \\
+Though the dancers were fluther'd and bet \\
+With his sparse witty talk he was cock of the walk \\
+As he rolled the dames under and over \\
+They all knew at a glance when he took up his stance \\
+And he sailed in the Irish Rover \\
+
+There was Barney McGee from the banks of the Lee, \\
+There was Hogan from County Tyrone \\
+There was Jimmy McGurk who was scarred stiff of work \\
+And a man from Westmeath called Malone \\
+There was Slugger O'Toole who was 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 \\
+
+We had sailed seven years when the measles broke out \\
+And the ship lost it's way in a fog. \\
+And that whale of the crew was reduced down to two, \\
+Just meself and the captain's old dog. \\
+Then the ship struck a rock, oh Lord what a shock \\
+The bulkhead was turned right over \\
+Turned nine times around, and the poor dog was drowned \\
+I'm the last of the Irish Rover  \\