Biografía:
Seven Nations is a Celtic rock band that formed in New York City, New York, in 1994 under the name Clan Na Gael. The band changed its name in 1996 because a Nevada folk music group was already operating under the same name [1]. The band's original members were Kirk McLeod (vocals, keyboard, guitars and highland bagpipes), Neil Anderson (vocals, highland and uilleann bagpipes, scottish smallpipes, tinwhistles and mandolin), Jim "Struby" Struble (vocals, acoustic and bass guitars) and Nick Watson (vocals, drums and percussion).
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There's four who share this room
G
As we work hard for the craic
Am
And sleeping late on Sundays
G
well, I never get to Mass
G Am
It's a long, long way from Clare to here
G Am
It's a long, long way from Clare to here
F G C Am
It's a long, long way, it gets further day by day
G Am
It's a long, long way from Clare to here
When Friday comes around
We're only into fighting
Ma would like a letter home
But I'm too tired for writing
Chorus
It almost breaks my heart
When I think of Josephine
I told her I'd be coming home
With my pockets full of green
Chorus
The only time I feel alright
Is when I'm into drinking
It will sort of ease the pain
And level out my thinking
Chorus
I sometimes hear a piper playing
Maybe it's a notion
I dream I see white horses dancing
Upon that other ocean
Chorus
There's four who share this room
G
As we work hard for the craic
Am
And sleeping late on Sundays
G
well, I never get to Mass
G Am
It's a long, long way from Clare to here
G Am
It's a long, long way from Clare to here
F G C Am
It's a long, long way, it gets further day by day
G Am
It's a long, long way from Clare to here
When Friday comes around
We're only into fighting
Ma would like a letter home
But I'm too tired for writing
Chorus
It almost breaks my heart
When I think of Josephine
I told her I'd be coming home
With my pockets full of green
Chorus
The only time I feel alright
Is when I'm into drinking
It will sort of ease the pain
And level out my thinking
Chorus
I sometimes hear a piper playing
Maybe it's a notion
I dream I see white horses dancing
Upon that other ocean
Chorus
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Sevenglory
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Sexto Sentido
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Sexual Lobster
Sexy Zebras
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