Biografía:
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.
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Otras canciones:
- 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
¡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!
[VERSE 1]
D G D G D A
Oh Peggy Gordon you are my darling,
G D A
Come sit you down upon my knee,
G D G D A
Come tell to me the very reason,
G D A D
Why I am slighted,so by thee,
[VERSE 2]
G D G D A
I wish I was in some lonesome valley,
G D A
where woman kind cannot be found,
G D G D A
Where the pretty small birds,do change their voices,
G D A D
and every moment a different sound.
[VERSE 3]
G D G D A
Im so in love that I cant deny it,
G D A
my heart lies smothered in my breast,
G D G D A
But its not for you to let the world know it,
G D A D
a troubled mind can know no rest.
[VERSE 4]
G D G D A
I did put my head to a cask of brandy,
G D A
it was my fancy I do declare,
G D G D A
For when im drinking I am always thinking,
G D A D
and wishing Peggy Gordon was here.
D G D G D A
Oh Peggy Gordon you are my darling,
G D A
Come sit you down upon my knee,
G D G D A
Come tell to me the very reason,
G D A D
Why I am slighted,so by thee,
[VERSE 2]
G D G D A
I wish I was in some lonesome valley,
G D A
where woman kind cannot be found,
G D G D A
Where the pretty small birds,do change their voices,
G D A D
and every moment a different sound.
[VERSE 3]
G D G D A
Im so in love that I cant deny it,
G D A
my heart lies smothered in my breast,
G D G D A
But its not for you to let the world know it,
G D A D
a troubled mind can know no rest.
[VERSE 4]
G D G D A
I did put my head to a cask of brandy,
G D A
it was my fancy I do declare,
G D G D A
For when im drinking I am always thinking,
G D A D
and wishing Peggy Gordon was here.
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