Thursday, September 8, 2011

Paddy's green Shamrock Shore: Correction

These are the real lyrics. Pardon.


PS learn Galway to Graceland by the high kings. It's on youtube. Great song that we can do harmony for. And if you actually CHECK THIS BLOG OR READ ANYTHING I SAY, comment.


Fare well to old Ireland
Good bye to you Banna Strand
No time to look back
Facing the wind
Fighting the waves

May heaven protect us all
From cold hunger and angry swans
Pray I won't be lost
Winds in the sails carry me safe

So, fare the well
My own true love
I'll think of you night and day
A place in my mind
You will surely find
Although I am so far away
And when I'm alone
Far away from home
I'll think of the good times once more
Until I can make it back
Some day
Here to Paddy's green shamrock shore

Out now on the ocean deep
Ships noise makes it hard to sleep
Tears fill up my eyes
The image of you
Won't go away

[Chorus]

New York is in sight at least
My heart it is pounding fast
Trying to be brave
Wishing you near
By my side
As one

[Chorus]

Tuesday, September 6, 2011

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Paddy's Green Shamrock Shore

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d_vpueFj-R8

This is a great song, done by the High Kings. Alex, if you can do guitar, I can do other stuff on keyboard. And we need a practice very soon. Who can do this week? Maybe Thursday??? ASDF, MY MEN!!!


CFBbFC
Oh fare-thee-well, Ireland, my own dear native land

FC
It breaks my heart to see friends part,

C7FBb
for it's then that the teardrops fall;

FCC7FBb
I'm on my way to Amerikay, will I e'er see my home once more?

CFBbFC
For now I leave my own true love on Paddy's green shamrock shore.


Our ship she lies at anchor, she's standing by the quay
May fortune bright shine down each night, as we sail over the sea
Many ships were lost, many lives it cost on the journey that lies before
With a tear in my eye I'm bidding good-bye to Paddy's Green shamrock shore.


So fare thee well my own true love, I'll think of you night and day
And a place in my mind you surely will find, although I am so far away
Though I'll be alone far away from my home, I'll think of the good times once more,
Until the day I can make my way back to Paddy's green shamrock shore.


And now the ship is on the waves may heaven protect us all
With the wind in the sail we surely can't fail on this voyage to Baltimore
But my parents and friends did wait till the end, till I could see them no more
I then took a chance for to glance at Paddy's green shamrock shore.

Saturday, September 3, 2011

ASDF, MY MEN!!!!

I'm thinking we should do more war songs and stuff. If Alex can learn guitar well enough, I can start doing the keyboard, on which I can play in the voice of harmonica, Bagpipes, panflute, and other useful things.

Courage boys tis ten to one

COME OUT YOU BLACK AND TANS
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m296tHPIlsY



I was born on a Dublin street where the loyal drums do beat
And those loving English feet they walked all over us,
And every single night when me da would come home tight
He'd invite the neighbours out with this chorus:

come out you black and tans,
Come out and fight me like a man
Show your wife how you won medals down in Flanders
Tell her how the IRA made you run like hell away,
From the green and lovely lanes of Killashandra.

Come let us hear you tell
How you slammed the great Pernell,
When you fought them well and truly persecuted,
Where are the smears and jeers
That you loudly let us hear
When our leaders of sixteen were executed.

come out you black and tans,
Come out and fight me like a man
Show your wife how you won medals down in Flanders
Tell her how the IRA made you run like hell away,
From the green and lovely lanes of Killashandra

Come tell us how you slew
Them oul Arabs two by two
Like the Zulus they had spears and bow an arrows,
How bravely you faced one
With your sixteen pounder gun
And you frightened them poor natives to their marrow.

come out you black and tans,
Come out and fight me like a man
Show your wife how you won medals down in Flanders
Tell her how the IRA made you run like hell away,
From the green and lovely lanes of Killashandra

now the time is coming fast
And I think them days are here
When each English an will run before us,
And if there be a need
then our kids will say, "Godspeed!"
With a verse or two of singing this fine chorus.

come out you black and tans,
Come out and fight me like a man
Show your wife how you won medals down in Flanders
Tell her how the IRA made you run like hell away,
From the green and lovely lanes of Killashandra

THE GARRYOWEN
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pZuGQJVftsk
1.Let Bacchus' sons be not dismayed
But join me each jovial blade
Come, drink and sing, and lend your aid,
To help me with the chorus.

Chorus.
sInstead of Spa we'll drink down ale,
And pay the reckn'ning on the nail
No man for debt shall go to jail
From GarryOwen in glory.

2. We are the boys who take delight in
Smashing the Limerick lights when lightning;
Through the streets like spotters fighting
And clearing all before us.

3.We'll break windows, we'll break down doors
The watch knock down by three and fours;
Then let the doctors work their cures,
And tinker up our bruises

4. We'll beat the bailiffs out of fun
We'll make the mayors and the sheriffs run;
We are the boys no man dares dun,
If he regards a whole skin.

5. Our hearts so stout have got us fame
For soon 'tis from whence we came;
Where'er we go they dread the name,
Of GarryOwen in Glory.




Over The Hills and far away
This song is kind of long because a verse is sung at the ed of each sharpe's so two of the verses at the end aren't in the video.watch sharpe's)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-Fy3tSim3to


Here's forty shillings on the drum
For those who'll volunteer to come
To 'list and fight the foe today.
Over the hills and far away.

Chorus
O'er the hills and o'er the main.
Through Flanders, Portugal and Spain.
King George commands and we obey.
Over the hills and far away.

When duty calls me I must go
To stand and face another foe.
But part of me will always stray
Over the hills and far away.


If I should fall to rise no more,
As many comrades did before,
Then ask the fifes and drums to play.
Over the hills and far away.

Chorus

Then fall in lads behind the drum,
With colours blazing like the sun.
Along the road to come-what may.
Over the hills and far away.

Chorus

Through smoke and fire and shot and shell
Unto the very walls of hell
We shall stand and we shall stay
Over the hills and far away

Chorus

Let Kings and tyrants come and go
I'll stand ajudged by what I know
A soldier's life I'll ne'er gainsay
Over the hills and far away


I could post thousands more but there you are.
Have fun