So pass the flowin’ bowl
Boys there’s whiskey in the jar
And we’ll drink to all the lassies
And the jolly roving tar

[Verse 2]
Oh Johnny did you miss me
When the nights were long and cold
Or did you find another love
In your arms to hold
Says he I thought of only you
While on the sea afar
So come up the stairs and cuddle
With your jolly roving tar

So pass the flowin’ bowl
Boys there’s whiskey in the jar
And we’ll drink to all the lassies
And the jolly roving tar

[Verse 3]
Well in each other’s arms they rolled
Till the break of day
When the sailor rose and said farewell
I must be on me way
Ah don’t you leave me Johnny lad
I thought you’d marry my
Says he I can’t be married
For I’m married to the sea

So pass the flowin’ bowl
Boys there’s whiskey in the jar
And we’ll drink to all the lassies
And the jolly roving tar

[Verse 4]
Well come all you bonnie lasses
And a warning take by me
And never trust an Irishman
An inch above your knee
He’ll tease you and he’ll squeeze you
And when he’s had his fun
He’ll leave you in the morning
With a daughter or a son

So pass the flowin’ bowl
Boys there’s whiskey in the jar
And we’ll drink to all the lassies
And the jolly roving tar

So pass the flowin’ bowl
Boys there’s whiskey in the jar
And we’ll drink to all the lassies
And the jolly roving tar

|What’ll we do with a drunken sailor?|
|What’ll we do with a drunken sailor?|
|What’ll we do with a drunken sailor?|
|Earl-aye in the morning?|

Chorus )

|Way, hey and up she rises|
|Way, hey and up she rises|
|Way, hey and up she rises|
|Earl-aye in the morning.|

Verse 2)

|Shave his belly with a rusty razor,|
|Shave his belly with a rusty razor,|
|Shave his belly with a rusty razor,|
|Earl-aye in the morning?|

Chorus 2 )

|Way, hey and up she rises|
|Way, hey and up she rises|
|Way, hey and up she rises|
|Earl-aye in the morning.|

Verse 3 )

|Put him in the long boat until he’s sober,|
|Put him in the long boat until he’s sober,|
|Put him in the long boat until he’s sober,|
|Earl-aye in the morning?|

Chorus 3 )

|Way, hey and up she rises|
|Way, hey and up she rises|
|Way, hey and up she rises|
|Earl-aye in the morning.|

Solo 0:53)

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D |D |D |Stop!

Verse 4 )

|Stick him in a barrel with a hosepipe on him, |
|Stick him in a barrel with a hosepipe on him, |
|Stick him in a barrel with a hosepipe on him, |
|Earl-aye in the morning?|

Chorus 4 )

|Way, hey and up she rises|
|Way, hey and up she rises|
|Way, hey and up she rises|
|Earl-aye in the morning.|

Verse 5 )

|Put him in the bed with the captains daughter, |
|Put him in the bed with the captains daughter, |
|Put him in the bed with the captains daughter, |
|Earl-aye in the morning?|

Chorus 5 )

|Way, hey and up she rises|
|Way, hey and up she rises|
|Way, hey and up she rises|
|Earl-aye in the morning.|

Verse 6 )

|That?s what we do with a drunken sailor,|
|That?s what we do with a drunken sailor,|
|That?s what we do with a drunken sailor, |
|Earl-aye in the morning?|

Chorus 6 )

|Way, hey and up she rises|
|Way, hey and up she rises|
|Way, hey and up she rises|
|Earl-aye in the morning.|

Chorus 7 )

|Way, hey and up she rises|
|Way, hey and up she rises|
|Way, hey and up she rises|
|Earl-aye in the morning.|

A song originally by the Pogues, this is a version of the song the Irish rovers play

In the year of our Lord, eighteen hundred and six,
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
She was a wonderful craft, she was rigged ‘fore and aft
And how the wild winds drove her
She ‘stood several blasts, she had twenty-three masts
And they called her the Irish Rover

There was Barney McGee from the banks of the Lee
There was Hogan from County Ty--rone
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 of the Irish Rover

We had one million bags of the best Sligo rags
We had two million barrels of stones
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
And seven million barrels of porter
We had eight million bales of old nanny goats’ tails
In the hold of the Irish Rover

We had sailed seven years when the measles broke out
And our ship lost her way in the fog
And the whole of the crew was reduced down to two
‘Twas meself and the captain’s old dog
Then the ship struck a rock; oh Lord what a shock
The bulkhead was turned right over
We turned nine times around – then the poor old dog was drowned
Now I’m the last of the Irish Rover

3/4 Time Strum: Base Down Down

Chorus:
Her eyes they shone like the diamonds
You’d think she was queen of the land
And her hair hung over her shoulder
Tied up with a black velvet band.

In a neat little town they call Belfast
Apprenticed to trade I was bound
And many an hour’s sweet happiness
I spent in that neat little town.
Till bad misfortune came o’er me
That caused me to stray from the land
Far away from me friends and relations
To follow the black velvet band.

Chorus

Well, I was out strolling one evening
Not meaning to go very far
When I met with a pretty young damsel
Who was selling her trade in the bar.
When a watch, she took from a customer
And slipped it right into my hand
G G Em Em
Then the Watch came and put me in prison
Bad luck to her black velvet band.

Chorus

Next morning before judge and jury
For a trial I had to appear
And the judge, he said, “You young fellows…
The case against you is quite clear
And seven long years is your sentence
You’re going to Van Dieman’s Land
Far away from your friends and relations
To follow the black velvet band.

Chorus

So come all you jolly young fellows
I’d have you take warning by me
Whenever you’re out on the liquor, me lads,
Beware of the pretty Colleen.
She’ll fill you with whiskey and porter
Until you’re not able to stand
And the very next thing that you’ll know, me lads,
You’re landed in Van Dieman’s Land.

Chorus