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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Charlie Robison
Vocals
David Grissom
Electric Guitar
Joe Chemay
Background Vocals
Jim Lauderdale
Background Vocals
Anthony Martin
Background Vocals
Bruce Robison
Background Vocals
Rich Brotherton
Acoustic Guitar
Pat Buchanan
Electric Guitar
Kevin Carroll
Acoustic Guitar
Marty Muse
Steel Guitar
Robby Turner
Steel Guitar
John Ludwick
Bass Guitar
Emily Strayer
Banjo
Mark Patterson
Drums
Riley Osborne
Piano
William "Chip" Dolan
Accordion
Mario "Sunny" Sauceda
Accordion
Richard Bowden
Fiddle
Gene Elders
Fiddle
Kyle Lehning
Recorder
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Charlie Robison
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Charlie Robison
Producer
Blake Chancey
Producer
Tony Castle
Additional Engineer
Derek Bason
Additional Engineer
Mel Eubanks
Additional Engineer
Christopher Rowe
Additional Engineer
Joe Hayden
Additional Engineer
Boo Macleod
Assistant Engineer
Mark Rolston
Assistant Engineer
Paul Hager
Mixing Engineer
Denny Purcell
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
My name is John O'Reilly
And my father worked the fields
In the hills of old Killarney
Where I helped him turn the wheels
My arms grew hard as iron for a boy of 17
And I used my fists for gambling in those wet Killarney streets
Well the ship left for America and I took my pack aboard
Said goodbye to my dear Ireland, said a prayer to my dear Lord
Well, I fought those sorry guineas in the kitchen, they called hell
Well, I fought them for their dollar and those guineas paid me well
Fare thee well fair Dover
Fare thee well your seasons turn
My pockets will be jingling on the day of my return
The day of my return
Oh, c'mon
Well, I fought in New York City and I fought in the Jersey shore
My gut stayed full of whiskey and my bed stayed full of whores
Well they called my right a cannonball and my left they called the same
And I left 'em all lying half in blood and half in shame
Well I met a man on '32 and he stuck out his hand
And he offered me a thousand if I'd fall before his man
Well I said it could be done but only for another two
And he smiled at me and nodded as I stuck it in my shoe
Fare thee well fair Dover
Fare thee well your seasons turn
My pockets will be jingling on the day of my return
The day of my return
They rang the bell two times before I let him have my nose
And I let him work my left until my eye was swollen closed
Then I let loose, a right that they still talk about today
For them guineas didn't know that I had bet the other way
Well they covered every dock and every port there on the coast
Looking for that double-crosser who had turned into a ghost
But I was on a train my friend had rode the other way
And I'll sail from California back to Dublin, one fine day
Fare thee well fair Dover
Fare thee well your seasons turn
My pockets will be jingling on the day of my return
The day of my return
Fare thee well fair Dover
Fare thee well your seasons turn
My pockets will be jingling on the day of my return
The day of my return
C'mon y'all, let me hear ya
Thank you'll so much, we had a great time
Writer(s): Charlie Robison
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