Lyr Req: The Irish Rover (from The Dubliners)

Subject: The Dubliners 25 anniv. album
From: Largo
Date: 03 Jun 98 - 01:10 AM

Hi !

I don't remember exactly if I have already asked about, but anyway I wonder: does anybody know the lyrics for Irish Rover as 'twas sung by The Dubliners on their 25 anniv album. They sang it with The Pogues that time.

ThanX Cheers, Largo

Subject: Lyr Add: THE IRISH ROVER
From: AndreasW
Date: 04 Jun 98 - 01:46 AM

Here is the text as I understand it from listening to it
There are some places (especially in the last two verses) which I did not understand, but I hope this helps you anyway

THE IRISH ROVER

On the fourth of July eighteenhundred 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 now how the wild winds 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 stone,
We had three million sides
of old 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 goats' tails,
In the hold of the Irish Rover.

There was old Mickey Dude
who played hard on his flute
when the ladies lined up for the set.
He was tutored with skill
for its sparkling for drill
for the dancers were flew... and bet
With his sparks, with his talk
he was top of the walk
and he rolled the dames under and over
they all knew how to dance
when he took up his stance
and he sailed in the Irish Rover

[One verse played on instruments only]

There was Barney Magee
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 on the Irish Rover.

For a sailor it's always a bother of live
it's so lonesome by night and by day.
that he longs for the shore
and a charming young whore
who will melt all his trouble away.
All the .... and the rout
still the ... and stout
for him soon .... over
of the ... of a maid
he is never afraid
... of the Irish Rover.

We had sailed seven years,
When the measels broke out
And our ship lost its way in the fog,
And the ... of the crew
was reduced down to two.
Just myself and the captain's old dog,
Then the ship struck a rock,
O Lord what a shock,
The bow it was turned right over,
Turned nine times around
and the poor old dog was drowned,
I'm the last of the Irish Rover.


Andreas

Subject: RE: The Dubliners 25 anniv. album
From: Largo
Date: 04 Jun 98 - 04:26 AM

Andreas, thanks a lot !!!!! a lotissimo !!!! :-) I'm at your service jis' in case... Cheers, Largo

Subject: RE: The Dubliners 25 anniv. album
From: AndreasW
Date: 04 Jun 98 - 07:01 AM

You're welcome!

Perhaps someone else can fill the holes ("...") I left. I'd be interested in the missing words/phrases too!
cu
Andreas

Subject: RE: The Dubliners 25 anniv. album
From: Barry Finn
Date: 04 Jun 98 - 09:31 PM

8 million bails of old nanny goats tais, the whole of the crew was reduced unto 2. Part of it's in the DT. Barry

Subject: RE: The Dubliners 25 anniv. album
From: AndreasW
Date: 05 Jun 98 - 02:34 AM

ok, I accept the bails instead of barrels of nanny goat tails, but what the Dubliners sing in the recording on their 25 years cd is definitely not "the whole of the crew", it sounds more like "the plenty of the crew". But my English is too limited to be sure of that.

I took the DT version as a base and then added/changed/deleted whatever was different in that recording. As I did it in a bit of a hurry I might have accidently changed bails to barrels.

But I found out another one by listening again to that song:

All the noise and the rout

Andreas

Subject: RE: The Dubliners 25 anniv. album
From: Largo
Date: 05 Jun 98 - 03:35 AM

Andreas, I'll tell you what, tio, constant listening to this song will improve your Irish English un-dam'believably. :-) So try maire and maire.-, don't even thing about stop the process ! We still have enough holes (excuse moi) to fill in (here - concerened with the song only). :-)

Le meas Largo

Subject: Lyr Add: THE IRISH ROVER
From:
Date: 08 Jun 98 - 01:09 PM

THE IRISH ROVER

On the fourth of July, 1806
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 now how the wild winds 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 stone,
We had three million sides
Of old blind horses hides
We had four million barrels of bones,
We had five million hogs,
And 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 old Mickey Coote
Who played hard on his flute
When the ladies lined up for a set.
He was tootlin´ 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
And 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 Treacy from Dover,
And your man Mick McCann
From the banks of the Bann
Was the skipper on 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 the 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,
And the last of the Irish Rover.

Öjje

Subject: RE: The Dubliners 25 anniv. album
From: Largo
Date: 09 Jun 98 - 01:44 AM

Yeh, cool, but look, you 've missed the fourth couplet:

For a sailor it's always a bother of live
it's so lonesome by night and by day.
that he longs for the shore
and a charming young whore
who will melt all his trouble away.
All the .... and the rout
still the ... and stout
for him soon .... over
of the ... of a maid
he is never afraid
... of the Irish Rover.

If have any idea of what they were trying to say - share it with us.
Cheers, Largo