Biografía:
The Real McKenzies es una banda punk escocesa de influencia celta fundada en Vancouver, Canadá, en 1992. Además de la escritura y la realización de música original, Real McKenzies resucita canciones tradicionales escocesas, dándoles un nuevo sonido punk-influenciado. La banda da giras muy a menudo, incluyendo una de ocho meses, 23 países de gira en una camioneta. En algunos de estos viajes, han compartido escenarios con Rancid, Dragstrip Riot
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Otras canciones:
- Burnout
- Due West
- The Catalpa
- Three Eyed Kitten
- Wild Mountain Thyme
- Bugger Off
- Catalpa
- Catch Me
- Chip
- Cross The Ocean
- Dance Around The Whiskey
- Drink Some More
- Get Lost
- I Do What I Want
- Mcphersons Rant
- My Luck Is So Bad
- Nessie
- One Day
- Smokin Bowl
- The Massacre Of Glencoe
- The Message
- Up On A Motorbike
- Weyburn
¡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!
It's my first chords.I hope you will enjoy:D
G C
Off to the harbour, under drungeon in the morning
G
I've got a press gang looking after me.
C
I'll awaken sometime on the morrow.
G
By then we'll be a league away te sea.
G C
Full sails, bouncing on the briney
G
Asway about they spreay&windy all the day
C
Tellin' by the swells an adventure's in the making
G
That's if I don't die upon the way
F C
I'm the boy they pressed aboard & took me out to sea
F
The captain is a tyrant & he tells what to do
C
But the firstmate is a cutthroat, with a muntineering?
F
He plans to take the captain & feed him to the sharks
G C
I'll never forget the trungeons & the harbour in the morning
G
And what the navy did to me & pressed me on the sea
C
Still alive & I survived so many years later
G
As big a buccaneer as I could claim to be
[Repeat This Chorus:]
G C
Full sails bounding on the briney
G
Jolly rodgers flappin' score o' loaded '84's
C
Many pretty treasures, lots of booty to be taken
G
The cannon and the cutlass on a rebel man o war.
F C
I was the boy they trungeoned & they pressed me out to sea
F
But now I am the captain & I tell ye what te do
C
My firstmate is a cutthroat, a tarjack run askew
He has the skill to skin the king
F
And feed him to the crew
C G
We are sailing from our homeland
C
Cross the ocean, on the sea
G
For whatever reason be
C
We question all authority
[Repeat Last Chorus]
G C
Off to the harbour, under drungeon in the morning
G
I've got a press gang looking after me.
C
I'll awaken sometime on the morrow.
G
By then we'll be a league away te sea.
G C
Full sails, bouncing on the briney
G
Asway about they spreay&windy all the day
C
Tellin' by the swells an adventure's in the making
G
That's if I don't die upon the way
F C
I'm the boy they pressed aboard & took me out to sea
F
The captain is a tyrant & he tells what to do
C
But the firstmate is a cutthroat, with a muntineering?
F
He plans to take the captain & feed him to the sharks
G C
I'll never forget the trungeons & the harbour in the morning
G
And what the navy did to me & pressed me on the sea
C
Still alive & I survived so many years later
G
As big a buccaneer as I could claim to be
[Repeat This Chorus:]
G C
Full sails bounding on the briney
G
Jolly rodgers flappin' score o' loaded '84's
C
Many pretty treasures, lots of booty to be taken
G
The cannon and the cutlass on a rebel man o war.
F C
I was the boy they trungeoned & they pressed me out to sea
F
But now I am the captain & I tell ye what te do
C
My firstmate is a cutthroat, a tarjack run askew
He has the skill to skin the king
F
And feed him to the crew
C G
We are sailing from our homeland
C
Cross the ocean, on the sea
G
For whatever reason be
C
We question all authority
[Repeat Last Chorus]
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