Biography:
Formed in early 2007, Reading-based Folk-Punk outfit Smokey Bastard have been playing raucous live shows around the UK for four years. Started with the intention of being the UK’s answer to the likes of Dropkick Murphys and Flogging Molly, Smokey Bastard were quick to merge the energetic live shows which inspired them with a sound of their own, resulting in the wall of instrumental mayhem they gig with today.
Their forthcoming second album 'Tales From the Wasteland' is due for release in September 2011 on Bomber Records.
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Smokey Bastard - The Cumberland's Crew (Cover of an old Irish tune)
Oh! shipmates, come rally, and join in my ditty.
Of a terrible battle that happened of late;
Let each good Union-Tar shed a tear of sad pity,
As he listens to the once gallant Cumberland's fate.
It was the Eighth day of March told a terrible story.
And many a tar to this world bid adieu!
But our flag it was wrapt in a mantle of glory,
Am
By the heroic deeds of the Cumberlands crew...
Am
Em Em C E7
On that ill-fated day about ten in the morning,
C G Em Am
The sky it was clear, and bright shone the sun;
Em Em C E7
The drums of the Cumberland sounded a warning,
C G Em Am
Bidding each gallant seaman to stand by his gun.
Am Dm Am Em
An iron-clad frigate down on us came bearing.
Am Dm Am (mid finger to A-2)
While high in the air a rebel flag flew;
Em Em Am E7
A pennant of treason she proudly was waving.
C G Em Am
Determined to conquer the Cumberland's crew.
Irish whistle Solo:
Em Em Am E7
C G Em Am
Em G Am Em
C G Em Am
Em Em Am E7
So our noble ship fired her guns' dreadful thunder.
C G Em Am
Her broad-sides, like hail, on the Rebels did pour;
Em Em Am E7
But our sailors gazed on, filled with terror and wonder-
C G Em Am
As the shots struck her sides and glanced harmlessly forth
Am Dm Am Em
But the pride of our navy could never be daunted,
Am Dm Am (Mid finger to A-2)
Tho' the dead and the dying her deck they did strew;
Em Em Am E7
And the flag of our Union how proudly she flaunted.
C G Em Am
Sustained by the blood of the Cumberland's crew.
Electric and Drum Solo:
Em Em Am E7
C G Em Am
Em G Am E7
C G Em Am
Am Dm Am Em
Am Dm Am MF
Em Em Am E7
C G Em Am
Em Em Am E7
3 hours we fought them with stern resolution,
C G Em Am
Till the rebels found cannon could never decide;
Em Em Am E7
The flag of secession had no power to gall them,
C G Em Am
Tho' the blood from their scuppers it crimson'd the tide,
As they struck us on mid-ship, our planks she did sever,
Em
Her sharp iron prong pierced our noble ship through:
Em Em Am E7
And still, though she splintered and twisted hard over,
C G Em Am
We'll die at our guns! cried the Cumberland's crew.
Em Em Am E7
C G Em Am
Em G Am E7
C G Em Am
Am Dm Am Em
Am Dm Am Em
Em Em Am E7
C G Em Am
Softly... Am...
Em Em C E7
So slowly they sank 'Neath Virginia's dark waters,
C G Em Am
Their voices on earth will ne'er be heard more
Em Em C E7
They'll be mourned by Columbia's brave sons and fair daughters!
C G Em Am
May their blood be avenged on Virginia's shore!-
In their battle-stained graves they are silently lying-
Their souls have forever to each bid adieu!
But the star-spangled banner above them is still flying;
Am (1 slow strum)
For it was nailed to the mast by the Cumberland's crew.
Oh! shipmates, come rally, and join in my ditty.
Of a terrible battle that happened of late;
Let each good Union-Tar shed a tear of sad pity,
As he listens to the once gallant Cumberland's fate.
It was the Eighth day of March told a terrible story.
And many a tar to this world bid adieu!
But our flag it was wrapt in a mantle of glory,
Am
By the heroic deeds of the Cumberlands crew...
Am
Em Em C E7
On that ill-fated day about ten in the morning,
C G Em Am
The sky it was clear, and bright shone the sun;
Em Em C E7
The drums of the Cumberland sounded a warning,
C G Em Am
Bidding each gallant seaman to stand by his gun.
Am Dm Am Em
An iron-clad frigate down on us came bearing.
Am Dm Am (mid finger to A-2)
While high in the air a rebel flag flew;
Em Em Am E7
A pennant of treason she proudly was waving.
C G Em Am
Determined to conquer the Cumberland's crew.
Irish whistle Solo:
Em Em Am E7
C G Em Am
Em G Am Em
C G Em Am
Em Em Am E7
So our noble ship fired her guns' dreadful thunder.
C G Em Am
Her broad-sides, like hail, on the Rebels did pour;
Em Em Am E7
But our sailors gazed on, filled with terror and wonder-
C G Em Am
As the shots struck her sides and glanced harmlessly forth
Am Dm Am Em
But the pride of our navy could never be daunted,
Am Dm Am (Mid finger to A-2)
Tho' the dead and the dying her deck they did strew;
Em Em Am E7
And the flag of our Union how proudly she flaunted.
C G Em Am
Sustained by the blood of the Cumberland's crew.
Electric and Drum Solo:
Em Em Am E7
C G Em Am
Em G Am E7
C G Em Am
Am Dm Am Em
Am Dm Am MF
Em Em Am E7
C G Em Am
Em Em Am E7
3 hours we fought them with stern resolution,
C G Em Am
Till the rebels found cannon could never decide;
Em Em Am E7
The flag of secession had no power to gall them,
C G Em Am
Tho' the blood from their scuppers it crimson'd the tide,
As they struck us on mid-ship, our planks she did sever,
Em
Her sharp iron prong pierced our noble ship through:
Em Em Am E7
And still, though she splintered and twisted hard over,
C G Em Am
We'll die at our guns! cried the Cumberland's crew.
Em Em Am E7
C G Em Am
Em G Am E7
C G Em Am
Am Dm Am Em
Am Dm Am Em
Em Em Am E7
C G Em Am
Softly... Am...
Em Em C E7
So slowly they sank 'Neath Virginia's dark waters,
C G Em Am
Their voices on earth will ne'er be heard more
Em Em C E7
They'll be mourned by Columbia's brave sons and fair daughters!
C G Em Am
May their blood be avenged on Virginia's shore!-
In their battle-stained graves they are silently lying-
Their souls have forever to each bid adieu!
But the star-spangled banner above them is still flying;
Am (1 slow strum)
For it was nailed to the mast by the Cumberland's crew.
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