The Wild Rover

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I've been a wild rover for many a year
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I spent all me money on whiskey and beer
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But now I'm returning with gold in great store
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And I never will play the wild rover no more

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   And it's no nay never, no nay never no more
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   Will I play the wild rover, no never, no more

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I went in to an alehouse I used to frequent
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And I told the landlady me money was spent
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I asked her for credit, she answered me "Nay!"
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"Such custom as yours I could have any day!"

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            D7           G                C
   And it's no nay never, no nay never no more
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   Will I play the wild rover, no never, no more

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I took out of me pocket ten sovereigns bright
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And the landlady's eyes opened wide with delight
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She said: "I have whiskeys and wines on the best!
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And the words that I told you were only in jest!"

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            D7           G                C
   And it's no nay never, no nay never no more
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   Will I play the wild rover, no never, no more

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I'll go home to my parents, confess what I've done
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And ask them to pardon their prodigal son
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And when they've caressed me as oftimes before
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I never will play the wild rover no more.

Refrão:
            D7           G                C
   And it's no nay never, no nay never no more
          G             C         D7        G
   Will I play the wild rover, no never, no more
            D7           G                C
   And it's no nay never, no nay never no more
          G             C         D7        G
   Will I play the wild rover, no never, no more

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IRISH ROVER
TRADITIONAL

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In the year of our Lord, eighteen hundred and six
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We set sail from the fair Cobh of Cork.
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We were bound far away with a cargo of bricks
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For the fine city hall of New York.

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In a  very fine craft, she was rigged fore-and-
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aft
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And oh, how the wild winds drove - - -  her.
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She had twenty-three masts and withstood several 
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blasts
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And we  called her the Irish Rover.

There was Barney McGee from the banks of the Lee,
There was Hogan from County Tyrone.
And a chap called McGurk who was scared stiff of work
And a chap from West Meade called Mellone.

There was Slugger O'Toole who was drunk as a rule
And fighting Bill Casey from Dover.
There was Dooley from Claire who was strong as a bear
And was skipper of the Irish Rover.

We had one million bales of old billy goats' tails,
We had two million buckets of stones.
We had three million sides of old blind horses hides,
We had four million packets of bones.

We had five million hogs, we had six million dogs,
And seven million barrels of porter.
We had eight million bags of the best Sligo rags
In the hold of the Irish Rover.

We had sailed seven years when the measles broke out
And the ship lost her way in a fog.
And the whole of the crew was reduced unto two,
'Twas myself and the captain's old dog.

Then the ship struck a rock with a terrible shock
And then she heeled right over,
Turned nine times around, and the poor dog was drowned--
I'm the last of the Irish Rover.