The Celtic Slosh Medley (live) Karaoke - Johnny Brady

To nagranie jest coverem The Celtic Slosh Medley (live) rozsławionym przez Johnny Brady
Song list included in this medley: I'm Shipping Up to Boston, Dirty Old Town, Danny Boy, Kesh, Molly Malone, Burning Bridges, Beeswing & The Fields of Athenry

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Z wokalem (with or without vocals in the KFN version)

Tempo takie jak w orginale: 141 BPM

Tonacja taka jak orginał: G, A

Czas trwania: 09:53 - Podgląd na stronie: 03:28

Data wydania: 2023
Genres: Celtycka, Folk, W języku angielskim
Słowa: Eamonn Francis Campbell
Kompozytor: Al Barr, Kenneth William Casey, Mathew Edward Kelly, Marc John Orrell, James Patrick Lynch
Słowa oryginalne: Woody Guthrie, Francis Rossi, Frederick Edward Weatherly, Richard Thompson, Andy Brown, Ewan MacColl, Pete St-John, Trad, James Yorkston

Cała zawartość na naszej stronie internetowej jest w całości odtwarzana przez naszych muzyków w studio. Nie używamy żadnych części oryginalnych nagrań i w żaden sposób nie korzystamy z technologii separacji stemów AI.

Tekst The Celtic Slosh Medley (live)

I met my love by the gas yard wall
I dreamed a dream by the old canal
I kissed my girl by the factory wall
It's a dirty old town
It's a dirty old town
I saw the clouds drift across the moon
I saw the cats prowlin' on their beat
Spring's a girl from the streets at night
It's a dirty old town
It's a dirty old town
I met my love
Where
By the gas yard wall
Dreamed a dream
Dreamed a dream by the old canal
Kissed my girl
I kissed my girl
Where did you kiss her
By the factory wall
What is it
It's a dirty old town
It's a dirty old town
Oh Danny boy
The pipes, the pipes are callin'
From glen to glen and down the mountain side
The summer's gone and all the flowers are dyin'
'Tis you, 'tis you must go and I must bide
But come ye back when summer's in the meadow
And when the valley's hushed and white with snow
'Cos I will be here near to you and I'll love you
Oh Danny boy, oh Danny boy
I love you so
Hey hey hey hey hey hey
In Dublin's fair city
Where the girls are so pretty
I first set my eyes on sweet Molly
Malone
Where she wheeled her wheelbarrow through the streets broad and narrow
Cryin' Cockles and mussels
Alive
Alive oh
Alive
Alive oh
Alive
Alive oh
Cryin' Cockles and mussels
Alive
Alive oh
Alive
Alive oh
Alive
Alive oh
Cryin' Cockles and mussels
Alive
Alive oh
Burnin' bridges never made me cry
I could walk away with no goodbye
Easy take or easy leave them all 'till you scratch the writin' off the wall
It's on and off and on again
Goin' on and then
Takin' all I got again
Bleedin' and makin' 'em dry
You're hangin' on for what you can
Draggin' out the pain
Takin' all I give again
Fakin' and makin' 'em dry
I was nineteen when
I came to town they called the summer of love
The burnin' babies, burnin' flags
The hawks against the doves
I took a job at the steamin' way down on Caltrim Street
I fell in love with a laundry girl
Was workin' next to me
Brown hair zig-zagged around her face
A look of half surprise
Like a fox caught in the headlights
There was animal in her eyes
She said to me
Oh can't you see
I'm not the factory kind
And if you don't get me out of here
I'll surely lose my mind
She was a rare thing
Fine as a beeswing
So fine a breath of wind'd blow her away
She was a lost child
Oh runnin' wild
As long as there's no price on love I'll stay
She was a rare thing
Fine as a beeswing
So fine a breath of wind'd blow her away
She was a lost child
Oh runnin' wild
As long as there's no price on love I'll stay
By a lonely prison wall
I heard a young girl callin'
Michael they are takin' you away
For you stole Trevelyan's corn so the young might see the morn
It's so lonely 'round the Fields of Athenry
Low lie the Fields of Athenry
Where once we watched the small free birds fly
Our love was on the wings
We had dreams and songs to sing
It's so lonely 'round the Fields of Athenry
By a lonely harbor wall
I watched the last star fallin'
As the prison ship sailed out against the tide
Now I love in hopes and praise for her love in Botany Bay
It's so lonely 'round the Fields of Athenry
Low lie the Fields of Athenry
Where once we watched the small free birds fly
Our love was on the wings
We had dreams and songs to sing
It's so lonely 'round the Fields of Athenry
Low lie the Fields of Athenry
Where once we watched the small free birds fly
Our love was on the wings
We had dreams and songs to sing
It's so lonely 'round the Fields of Athenry

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