Biography:
The High Kings is an Irish ballad group formed by the same creators as Celtic Woman. Finbarr Clancy, Brian Dunphy, Martin Furey, and Darren Holden make up the group.
Read more on Last.fm
Other songs:
- Irish Pub
- Red Is The Rose
- As I Roved Out
- Black Velvet Band
- Come With Me Now
- Dirty Old Town
- Fields Of Glory
- Green Fields Of France
- Hand Me Down My Bible
- Irelands Shore
- Irish Pub Song
- Mairis Wedding
- Mcalpines Fusiliers
- Paddys Green Shamrock Shore
- Peggy Gordon
- Raglan Road
- Star Of The County Down
- Step It Out Mary
- The Irish Pub
- The Parting Glass
- The Town I Loved So Well
- Will Ye Go Lassie Go
Four years of hard work!This month of May we celebrated four years on the air. We continue working on the dissemination of this wonderful instrument, thank you for participating in our story!
[Intro]
D
[Verse 1]
D G D A D
Oh it's down the glen came McAlpine’s men with their shovels slung behind them.
G D G
'Twas in the pub they drank the sub and up in the spike you'll find them .
D G D G
They sweated blood and they washed down mud with pints and quarts of beer.
D G D A D
And now we're on the road again with McAlpine's Fusiliers.
[Verse 2]
D G D A D
I stripped to the skin with Darkie Flynn down in the Isle of Grain.
D G D G
With Horse Face O'Toole, sure I knew the rule, no money if you stopped for rain.
D G D G
McAlpine's God was a well-filled hod, your shoulders cut to bits and seared,
D G D A D
And woe to he wh’went look for tea with McAlpine's Fusiliers.
[Pre-interlude]
Bm
Oh way oh oooh
Bm
Oh way oh oooh
[Verse 3]
D G D A D
I remember that day when the Bear O'Shea fell into a concrete stairs.
G D G
What the Horse Face said when he found him dead well it wasn't what the rich called prayers.
D G D G
“I'm a navvy short” was the one retort that reached unto my ears.
D G D A D
And when the goin’ gets rough well you must be tough with McAlpine's Fusiliers
[Pre-interlude]
Bm
Oh way oh oooh
Bm
Oh way oh oooh
Bm
Oh way oh oooh
Bm
Oh way oh oooh
[Interlude]
D G D A D
D G D A D
[Verse 4]
D G D A D
I've worked 'til the sweat well it had me bet, with Russians, Czechs and Poles.
G D G
On shuddering jams in the hydro dams or underneath the Thames in a hole.
D G D G
I grafted hard and I got me cards and many a ganger's fist across me ears.
D G D A D
If you value your life well don’t join by Christ, with McAlpine's Fusiliers.
D G D A D
And if you value your life well don’t join by Christ, with McAlpine's Fusiliers.
D
[Verse 1]
D G D A D
Oh it's down the glen came McAlpine’s men with their shovels slung behind them.
G D G
'Twas in the pub they drank the sub and up in the spike you'll find them .
D G D G
They sweated blood and they washed down mud with pints and quarts of beer.
D G D A D
And now we're on the road again with McAlpine's Fusiliers.
[Verse 2]
D G D A D
I stripped to the skin with Darkie Flynn down in the Isle of Grain.
D G D G
With Horse Face O'Toole, sure I knew the rule, no money if you stopped for rain.
D G D G
McAlpine's God was a well-filled hod, your shoulders cut to bits and seared,
D G D A D
And woe to he wh’went look for tea with McAlpine's Fusiliers.
[Pre-interlude]
Bm
Oh way oh oooh
Bm
Oh way oh oooh
[Verse 3]
D G D A D
I remember that day when the Bear O'Shea fell into a concrete stairs.
G D G
What the Horse Face said when he found him dead well it wasn't what the rich called prayers.
D G D G
“I'm a navvy short” was the one retort that reached unto my ears.
D G D A D
And when the goin’ gets rough well you must be tough with McAlpine's Fusiliers
[Pre-interlude]
Bm
Oh way oh oooh
Bm
Oh way oh oooh
Bm
Oh way oh oooh
Bm
Oh way oh oooh
[Interlude]
D G D A D
D G D A D
[Verse 4]
D G D A D
I've worked 'til the sweat well it had me bet, with Russians, Czechs and Poles.
G D G
On shuddering jams in the hydro dams or underneath the Thames in a hole.
D G D G
I grafted hard and I got me cards and many a ganger's fist across me ears.
D G D A D
If you value your life well don’t join by Christ, with McAlpine's Fusiliers.
D G D A D
And if you value your life well don’t join by Christ, with McAlpine's Fusiliers.
The Holydrug Cou (...)
The Home
The Homeless Gos (...)
The Honey Trees
The Honeycombs