《Irish Rover (Live at Gate of Horn， Chicago， IL - 1961)》歌词

[00:00:01] And the year of our Lord eighteen hundred and six

[00:00:05] We set sail from the port quay of Cork

[00:00:09] We were sailing away with a cargo of bricks

[00:00:12] For the grand City Hall in New York

[00:00:16] We'd a near leaking craft she was rigged fore and aft

[00:00:20] And how the trade winds drove her

[00:00:23] She had twenty three masts and she stood several blasts

[00:00:27] And they called her the Irish Rover

[00:00:32] And there was Bobby McGee from the banks of the Leith

[00:00:35] There was Hogan from county Tyrone

[00:00:39] There was John D McGirk who was scared stiff of work

[00:00:42] And a chap from Westmeath named Malone

[00:00:46] We had Slugger O'Toole who was drunk as a rule

[00:00:50] And fighting Bill Tracy from Dover

[00:00:53] And your man Mick McCann from the banks of the Bann

[00:00:57] Was the skipper of the Irish Rover

[00:01:02] We had one million bags of the best Sligo rags

[00:01:05] We had two million barrels of bone

[00:01:09] We had three million bales of old nanny goats' tails

[00:01:13] We had four million barrels of stone

[00:01:16] We had five million hogs and six million dogs

[00:01:20] Seven million barrels of porter

[00:01:23] We had eight million sides of old blind horses' hides

[00:01:27] In the hold of the Irish Rover

[00:01:32] We had sailed seven years when the measles broke out

[00:01:35] And the ship lost her way in the fog the fog

[00:01:39] And the whale of the crew was reduced down to two

[00:01:43] 'Twas meself and the captain's old dog

[00:01:46] Then the ship hit a rock oh Lord what a shock

[00:01:50] I nearly tumbled over

[00:01:54] Turned nine times around and the poor old dog was drowned

[00:02:00] I'm the last of the Irish Rover