Biografía:
Johnny Flynn es un cantante folk rock Inglés, también conocido como Joe Flynn.
Actor, poeta y compositor que cita W.B. Yeats y Shakespeare entre sus influencias. Es miembro de la "Troupe Hélice" teatro, actuando en varias obras, incluyendo la Noche de Reyes.
Su segundo álbum fue lanzado el 7 de junio de 2010, y fue acompañado con giras en todo el mundo. El expediente seguido del álbum debut, "A Larum" lanzado en el verano de 2008, y el EP "Sweet William", que fue lanzado en el invierno de 2009.
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Otras canciones:
- Amazon Love
- Big Black Cadillac
- Einstein's Idea
- The Water
- The Wrote And The Writ
- Hong Kong Cemetery
- The Box
- After Eliot
- All The Dogs Are Lying Down
- Barleycorn
- Barnacled Warship
- Been Listening
- Bottom Of The Sea Blues
- Brown Trout Blues
- Churlish May
- Cold Bread
- Country Mile
- Detectorists
- Drum
- Einsteins Idea
- Eyeless In Holloway
- Flowers In My Garden
- Fol
- Ghost Of Odonahue
- Gypsy Hymn
- Hard Road
- Heart Sunk Hank
- Hello Hello
- Howl
- In April
- Jeffersons Torch
- Kentucky Pill
- Leftovers
- Linden Lea
- Little Yellow Dress
- Lost And Found
- Murmuration
- Oh To Eat An Apple
- Old Tricks
- Raising The Dead
- Sally
- Shore To Shore
- Silver Song
- Stout Heart
- Sweet William
- Sweet William Part 2
- The Lady Is Risen
- The Mountain Is Burning
- The Night My Piano Upped And Died
- The Prizefighter And The Heiress
- This Mountain Is Burning
- Tickle Me Pink
- Time Unremembered
- Travel Light
- Tunnels
- Wandering Aengus
- Where My Father Went
¡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!
This is an amazing song by Johnny Flynn called "Barnacled Warship":
Please contact me for any corrections, it is my first tab ;).
Intro: Am, C, F, C, Dm, Dm, Dm (* = a little time longer as usual^^(I think it's
1/4 of a whole bar)),G
Am C F C
Gotta get out, gotta shout, gotta sing
Dm Dm Dm* G
Gotta dance, gotta jump, gotta run
Am C F C
Think I'll fight a war, I don't know what for
Dm Dm Dm* G
But I'll learn when I get my gun
Am C F C
Well I left home three days ago
Dm Dm Dm* G
I feel like going to bed
Am C F C
Open the courts and a new religion
Dm Dm Dm
Burning through my head
Dm Dm Dm* G
Burning through my head
Made my way with the fusiliers
I even fought my way back home
But the front line shifted and my rifle got lifted
Had to fight the war on my own
Well I left home three days ago
I feel like going to bed
Water downtown gave me cold, cold fingers
And my feet were made of lead
My feet were made of lead
G F C
I'll just eat fruit on your doorstep
G F Am
I'll just drink pailfulls of rain
G F C
I'm but a barnacled warship
G F Am
Singing the fighter's refrain
G F
Singing the fighter's
Am C F C
Made my way with the Salvation Army
Dm Dm Dm G
Take them on with a tambourine
Am C F C
I'll strike down sinners like the old gunslingers
Dm Dm Dm* G
Smooth 'em out like margerine
Well I left home three days ago
I feel like going to bed
Open the courts and a new religion
Burning through my head
Burning through my head
Went to the gambling shop today
They had me five to one
Heard a voice behind me say
Put down the Bible and pick up your gun
Well I left home three days ago
I feel like going to bed
Water downtown gave me cold, cold fingers
And my feet were made of lead
My feet were made of lead
I'll just eat fruit on your doorstep
I'll just drink pailfulls of rain
I'm but a barnacled warship
Singing the fighter's refrain
Singing the fighter's
Please contact me for any corrections, it is my first tab ;).
Intro: Am, C, F, C, Dm, Dm, Dm (* = a little time longer as usual^^(I think it's
1/4 of a whole bar)),G
Am C F C
Gotta get out, gotta shout, gotta sing
Dm Dm Dm* G
Gotta dance, gotta jump, gotta run
Am C F C
Think I'll fight a war, I don't know what for
Dm Dm Dm* G
But I'll learn when I get my gun
Am C F C
Well I left home three days ago
Dm Dm Dm* G
I feel like going to bed
Am C F C
Open the courts and a new religion
Dm Dm Dm
Burning through my head
Dm Dm Dm* G
Burning through my head
Made my way with the fusiliers
I even fought my way back home
But the front line shifted and my rifle got lifted
Had to fight the war on my own
Well I left home three days ago
I feel like going to bed
Water downtown gave me cold, cold fingers
And my feet were made of lead
My feet were made of lead
G F C
I'll just eat fruit on your doorstep
G F Am
I'll just drink pailfulls of rain
G F C
I'm but a barnacled warship
G F Am
Singing the fighter's refrain
G F
Singing the fighter's
Am C F C
Made my way with the Salvation Army
Dm Dm Dm G
Take them on with a tambourine
Am C F C
I'll strike down sinners like the old gunslingers
Dm Dm Dm* G
Smooth 'em out like margerine
Well I left home three days ago
I feel like going to bed
Open the courts and a new religion
Burning through my head
Burning through my head
Went to the gambling shop today
They had me five to one
Heard a voice behind me say
Put down the Bible and pick up your gun
Well I left home three days ago
I feel like going to bed
Water downtown gave me cold, cold fingers
And my feet were made of lead
My feet were made of lead
I'll just eat fruit on your doorstep
I'll just drink pailfulls of rain
I'm but a barnacled warship
Singing the fighter's refrain
Singing the fighter's
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