Speedwagon classic.
Stay warm!
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Off Big Pig's Bonk album...
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And some Pogues

Come all you ramblin boys of pleasure
And ladies of easy leisure...

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It was Christmas Eve babe...

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'Twas a wonderful craft
She was rigged fore and aft
And oh, how the wild wind drove her
She stood several blasts
She had twenty seven masts
And they called her The Irish Rover
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Then the ship struck a rock
Oh Lord! what a shock
The bulkhead was turned right over
Turned nine times around
And the poor old dog was drowned
And the last of The Irish Rover
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