Biografía:
"New York and Irish music have a long and storied history together, a collision of two cultures that results in bedlam, beauty, and alot in between. Shilelagh Law embodies all that is New York Irish Music: old songs, new songs, jigs, reels, dancing, weeping, lots of laughter, plenty of drinks, and the inevitable visit to the local diner at 5 a.m. By interpreting traditional Irish Music through the filter of the urban experience, Shilelagh Law helps to define the Irish-American experience that is such a big part of New York town."
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¡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 my first song. Let me know if anything is wrong.
Capo 2nd
[recording]
Bronx bound 1, 42nd street times square next.
Stand clear of the closing doors
G,Em,D,C,D
G
Bronx bound uptown, that's my line.
Em
Don't look like much, but it's all mine.
D
The end of the road is all I know,
C C
242nd street, I'm almost home.
G
The roar of the crowd from Gaelic Park
Em
underage guinness at the terminal bar
D
the lights on broadway never looked so fine
C D
as they do underneath the one and nine
Em
Well the din of the subway cars
C
sounds like a heavenly choir
Em
and the shower of sparks they bring
C D
shine like angels' wings
Em
and the writing on the concrete walls
G
is all I need
C
to lead me to salvation
D G
underneath the one and nine
G
jam packed nights at sam mcguire's
Em
that's where I first caught the fire
D
I jumped on stage, sang dirty old town
C D
it broke my heart when that joint closed down
Em
Well the din of the subway cars
C
sounds like a heavenly choir
Em
and the shower of sparks they bring
C D
shine like angels' wings
Em
and the writing on the concrete walls
G
is all I need
C
to lead me to salvation
D G
underneath the one and nine
*Not sure of the chords, if you know them, let me know*
I met my love by the gas works wall
I dreamed a dream by the old canal
I Kissed my girl by the factory wall
It's a Dirty old town
It's a Dirty old town
G
its a world of troubles
I sure had some
Em
I don't know where I'm going
but I know where I'm from
D
I'm from new york town, the very best part
C D
with the guts and the grit and the love and the heart
G(Hold)
so when my time has finally come
G Em(Hold)
buy me one last token for one last run
Em D(Hold)
with a sweet slow song, and a bottle of wine
C
spread my ashes neath the one and nine
G,Em,D,
C(hold) C,G
242nd Street, I'm almost home
[recording]
Capo 2nd
[recording]
Bronx bound 1, 42nd street times square next.
Stand clear of the closing doors
G,Em,D,C,D
G
Bronx bound uptown, that's my line.
Em
Don't look like much, but it's all mine.
D
The end of the road is all I know,
C C
242nd street, I'm almost home.
G
The roar of the crowd from Gaelic Park
Em
underage guinness at the terminal bar
D
the lights on broadway never looked so fine
C D
as they do underneath the one and nine
Em
Well the din of the subway cars
C
sounds like a heavenly choir
Em
and the shower of sparks they bring
C D
shine like angels' wings
Em
and the writing on the concrete walls
G
is all I need
C
to lead me to salvation
D G
underneath the one and nine
G
jam packed nights at sam mcguire's
Em
that's where I first caught the fire
D
I jumped on stage, sang dirty old town
C D
it broke my heart when that joint closed down
Em
Well the din of the subway cars
C
sounds like a heavenly choir
Em
and the shower of sparks they bring
C D
shine like angels' wings
Em
and the writing on the concrete walls
G
is all I need
C
to lead me to salvation
D G
underneath the one and nine
*Not sure of the chords, if you know them, let me know*
I met my love by the gas works wall
I dreamed a dream by the old canal
I Kissed my girl by the factory wall
It's a Dirty old town
It's a Dirty old town
G
its a world of troubles
I sure had some
Em
I don't know where I'm going
but I know where I'm from
D
I'm from new york town, the very best part
C D
with the guts and the grit and the love and the heart
G(Hold)
so when my time has finally come
G Em(Hold)
buy me one last token for one last run
Em D(Hold)
with a sweet slow song, and a bottle of wine
C
spread my ashes neath the one and nine
G,Em,D,
C(hold) C,G
242nd Street, I'm almost home
[recording]
Shimokawa Mikuni
Shimoli
Shin Min Ah
Shin Seung Hun
Shindig Avenue