Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Good Ship Rover, artist - The Irish Rovers. Album song Drunken Sailor, in the genre Кельтская музыка
Date of issue: 21.02.2012
Record label: Rover
Song language: English
The Good Ship Rover |
I’m the son of the son of a sailor |
And I spend all me time on the sea |
On a tall clipper ship named the Rover |
She’s home to me shipmates and me |
We’ve sailed her through all kinds of weather |
Through waves that were high as the mast |
And she brings us back safely to Ireland |
To her home in the port of Belfast |
And we’ll drink to the health of the Rover |
Likewise to the captain and crew |
May kind Providence shine upon them |
Whenever they’re out on the blue |
The good ship lies ready at anchor |
We sail with the tide in the morn |
Across the Atlantic to Boston |
And to Frisco around by Cape Horn |
Farewell and adieu to you Nancy |
I’m off to the sea for awhile |
And you are the one I will think on |
Till I’m back in Paddy’s green Isle |
And we’ll drink to the health of the Rover |
Likewise to the captain and crew |
May kind Providence shine upon them |
Whenever they’re out on the blue |
We’re now in full sail on the ocean |
With the westerly wind blowing free |
She cuts like a knife through the water |
She rules every wave of the sea |
She’s the fastest tall clipper a’sailing |
The pride of the carpentry line |
Doing 17 knots in the voyage |
She’ll have you back home in fine time |
And we’ll drink to the health of the Rover |
Likewise to the captain and crew |
May kind Providence shine upon them |
Whenever they’re out on the blue |
And now we are nearing old Ireland |
For the harbor has come into sight |
The lassies are all on the dockside |
There’ll be singing and dancing to night |
We’ll be drinking strong whiskey and porter |
Till they carry us out through the door |
And when we have spend all our money |
We’ll go back on the Rover once more |
And we’ll drink to the health of the Rover |
Likewise to the captain and crew |
May kind Providence shine upon them |
Whenever they’re out on the blue |
And we’ll drink to the health of the Rover |
Likewise to the captain and crew |
May kind Providence shine upon them |
Whenever they’re out on the blue |