Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Castle of Dromore, artist - The Clancy Brothers. Album song Simply Celtic - 14 Essential St Patrick's Day Tracks, in the genre Кельтская музыка
Date of issue: 02.03.2015
Record label: MD - Just Irish
Song language: English
The Castle of Dromore |
In the year of our Lord, eighteen hundred and six |
We set sail from the Coal Quay of Cork |
We were sailing away with a cargo of bricks |
For the grand City Hall in New York |
We’d an elegant craft, it was rigged 'fore and aft |
And how the trade winds drove her |
She had twenty-three masts and she stood several blasts |
And they called her the Irish Rover |
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 chap from Westmeath named 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 |
We had one million bags of the best Sligo rags |
We had two million barrells of bone |
We had three million bales of old nanny goats' tails |
We had four million barrells of stone |
We had five million hogs and six million dogs |
And seven million barrells of porter |
We had eight million sides of old blind horses' hides |
In the hold of the Irish Rover |
We had sailed seven years when the measles broke out |
And our ship lost her way in a fog |
And the whole of the crew was reduced down to two |
'Twas myself and the captain’s old dog |
Then the ship struck a rock, oh, Lord what a shock |
And nearly tumbled over |
Turned nine times around then the poor old dog was drowned |
I’m the last of the Irish Rover |