Biografía:
Gaelic Storm is a highly-acclaimed Celtic band. Their music ranges from traditional Irish and Scottish music to original tunes, in both the Celtic and Celtic rock genres.
Gaelic Storm's origins can be traced back to 1996, when Patrick Murphy and Steve Wehmeyer joined with Steve Twigger and Uillean piper Brian Walsh to perform at O'Brien's Irish Pub and Restaurant in Santa Monica, California, of which Murphy was the manager. This led to a number of pub performances for the next year.
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Otras canciones:
- An Poc Ar Buile
- Barnyards Of Delgaty
- Black Is The Colour
- Bonnie Ship The Diamond
- Born To Be A Bachelor
- Courtin In The Kitchen
- Darcys Donkey
- Devil Down Below
- Dont Go For The One
- Dont Let The Truth Get In The Way Of A Good Story
- Drink The Night Away
- Human To A God
- I Miss My Home
- Johnny Jump Up
- Johnny Tarr
- Just Ran Out Of Whiskey
- Kellys Wellies
- Kiss Me Im Irish
- Lovers Wreck
- Marys Eyes
- Me And The Moon
- Never Drink Em Dry Johnny Tarrs Funeral
- New York Girls
- Pina Colada In A Pint Glass
- Raised On Black And Tans
- Scalliwag
- She Was The Prize
- Short A Couple A Bob
- Swimming In The Sea
- Tell Me Ma
- The Leaving Of Liverpool
- The Long Way Home
- The Space Race
¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
New York Girls
G C
As I walked down the Broadway
G D
One evening last July
G C
I met a maid who asked me trade
G D G
And a sailor lad says I
To Tiffany's I took her
I didn’t mind expense
I bought her a pair of gold earrings
And they cost me fifteen cents
Chorus
Away Santee
My Dear Annie
Oh, you New York girls
can't you dance the polka?
And she says, 'You Limejuice sailor
Now see me home you may'
But when we reached her cottage door
She this to me did say
My flash man he's a Yankee
With his hair cut short behind
He wears a pair of black sea-boots
And he sails in the Blackball Line
Chorus
And He's homeward bound this evening
And with me he will stay
So get a move on, sailor-boy
Get cracking on your way
I kissed her hard and proper
Afore her flash man came
So fare thee well, you Bowery girl
I know your little game
Chorus
And then I wrapped me glad rags round me
And to the docks did steer
I will never court another girl
I'll stick to rum and beer
I joined a Yankee blood-boat
And sailed away next morn
Don't mess around with women boys
You're safer ‘round Cape Horn
G C
As I walked down the Broadway
G D
One evening last July
G C
I met a maid who asked me trade
G D G
And a sailor lad says I
To Tiffany's I took her
I didn’t mind expense
I bought her a pair of gold earrings
And they cost me fifteen cents
Chorus
Away Santee
My Dear Annie
Oh, you New York girls
can't you dance the polka?
And she says, 'You Limejuice sailor
Now see me home you may'
But when we reached her cottage door
She this to me did say
My flash man he's a Yankee
With his hair cut short behind
He wears a pair of black sea-boots
And he sails in the Blackball Line
Chorus
And He's homeward bound this evening
And with me he will stay
So get a move on, sailor-boy
Get cracking on your way
I kissed her hard and proper
Afore her flash man came
So fare thee well, you Bowery girl
I know your little game
Chorus
And then I wrapped me glad rags round me
And to the docks did steer
I will never court another girl
I'll stick to rum and beer
I joined a Yankee blood-boat
And sailed away next morn
Don't mess around with women boys
You're safer ‘round Cape Horn
Gaia Consort
Gaia Epicus
Gaia Mesiah
Gaia Riva
Gail Blanco