Dublin O’Shea The Irish Rovers
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(D)Have another drink, boys, well (G)have one with (D)me
We're (G)home from the (D)sea, yes, we're (A)back on the (A7)shore
And if (D)you get too drunk, boys, in (G)this company(D)y
You'll (Dm)roar 'round Cape (G)Horn on the Rory O'(D)Mor
He (D)lived on the dockside near (G)Liverpool (D)town
And he (G)always went (D)down, to the (A)thief and the (A7)vagabond
(D)Everyone knew him as (G)Dublin O'(D)Shea
But (Dm)some say he (G)came from Kill(D)arney
(D)Have another drink, boys, well (G)have one with (D)me
We're (G)home from the (D)sea, yes, we're (A)back on the (A7)shore
And if (D)you get too drunk, boys, in (G)this company(D)y
You'll (Dm)roar 'round Cape (G)Horn on the Rory O'(D)Mor
I sing of an Irishman honest and plain
But what's in the name when you think of the man himself
He was a sailor and he drank with the same
And he mastered the fine art of blarney
(D)Have another drink, boys, well (G)have one with (D)me
We're (G)home from the (D)sea, yes, we're (A)back on the (A7)shore
And if (D)you get too drunk, boys, in (G)this company(D)y
You'll (Dm)roar 'round Cape (G)Horn on the Rory O'(D)Mor
He was a lay preacher and a God-fearin' man
With a drink in his hand what a terrible sinner
He'd drink to the Devil and spit in your eye
Then go to confession on Friday
We're (G)home from the (D)sea, yes, we're (A)back on the (A7)shore
And if (D)you get too drunk, boys, in (G)this company(D)y
You'll (Dm)roar 'round Cape (G)Horn on the Rory O'(D)Mor
He (D)lived on the dockside near (G)Liverpool (D)town
And he (G)always went (D)down, to the (A)thief and the (A7)vagabond
(D)Everyone knew him as (G)Dublin O'(D)Shea
But (Dm)some say he (G)came from Kill(D)arney
(D)Have another drink, boys, well (G)have one with (D)me
We're (G)home from the (D)sea, yes, we're (A)back on the (A7)shore
And if (D)you get too drunk, boys, in (G)this company(D)y
You'll (Dm)roar 'round Cape (G)Horn on the Rory O'(D)Mor
I sing of an Irishman honest and plain
But what's in the name when you think of the man himself
He was a sailor and he drank with the same
And he mastered the fine art of blarney
(D)Have another drink, boys, well (G)have one with (D)me
We're (G)home from the (D)sea, yes, we're (A)back on the (A7)shore
And if (D)you get too drunk, boys, in (G)this company(D)y
You'll (Dm)roar 'round Cape (G)Horn on the Rory O'(D)Mor
He was a lay preacher and a God-fearin' man
With a drink in his hand what a terrible sinner
He'd drink to the Devil and spit in your eye
Then go to confession on Friday
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