Video Karaoke The Irish Rover - The Pogues & The Dubliners

Este tema es una versión de The Irish Rover, que popularizó The Pogues

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Mismo tempo que el original: 139.97 BPM

Tonalidad idéntica al original: G

Duración: 03:39 - Escuchar en: 02:29

Fecha de publicación: 1987
Géneros: Céltico, Folk, En inglés
Compositor original: Trad
Productor/Arreglistas: Crofts Joseph M Jr

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Letra The Irish Rover

On the fourth of July eighteen hundred and six
We set sail from the sweet Cobh 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 wind drove her
She stood several blasts she had twenty seven masts
And they called her
The Irish Rover
We had one million bags of the best Sligo rags
We had two million barrels of stones
We had three million sides of a blind horses hides'
We had four million barrels of bones
We had five million hogs six million dogs seven million barrels of Porter
We had eight million barrels of old nanny goate tails in the hold of The Irish Rover
There was awl Mickey Coote who played hard on his flute
And the ladies lined up for a set
He would tootle with skill for each sparkling quadrille though the dancers were fluther'd and bet
With his smart witty talk he was cock of the walk
He rolled the dames under and over
They all knew at a glance when he took up his stance
That he sailed in
The Irish Rover
There was Barney McGee from the banks of the Lee
There was Hogan from County Tyrone
There was Johnny McGurk who was scared stiff of work
And a man from
Westmeath called Malone
There was Slugger O'Toole who was drunk as a rule
And fighting Bill Tracy 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 its way in the fog
And that whale of a crew was reduced down to two
Just myself 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 old dog was drowned
I'm the last of The Irish Rover

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