Biografía:
The Rumjacks es un grupo australiano de punk celta formada en 2008 en Nueva Gales del Sur en Australia . Se compone de cinco músicos que se reunieron en Sydney en 2008. Además de la influencia del punk , la banda se basa en las tendencias musicales tan diversas como la música tradicional irlandesa, inglesa y australiana, el reggae, y las baladas y canciones de marineros .
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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!
[Intro]
G C G G
C Am Em G
C D G C
D G
[Verse]
G C G
Tam he woke tae find a shadow by the bed,
G C Am Em
Blamed it on the vapors still beleaguerin' his head,
C G D
Scrubbed his chops & dragged an oily bug rake through his hair,
G C D G
And wiped the mirror tae find the bogey mimickin' his stare,
G C G
He boilt the jug tae quench his mug & baked a lump o' toast,
G C Am Em
Hid behind the racin' pages from the hoary ghost,
C G D
oh "Awfy ghostie if yer here tae make me dead,
G C D G
Spare me life & bother me wife or Mother-in-law instead!"
[Chorus]
G C G
"Tam McCorty I'm not here to make you cry,
G C Am Em
I know you’re just a broken man wi' longing in his eye,
G C D
I'll say my say & go my way a-carving through the rye,
G C D G C D G
Tam McCorty, it’s not your day to die."
[Verse]
G C G
"By the way ye've hung yer tools o' trade & mantle I can tell,
G C Am Em
Ye will nae leave until ye've seen me safely intae hell,
C G D
So follow me down the 'Horse & Crown' of liquor I'm sae fond,
G C D G
I'll drink meself tae death & haunt the witches from beyond."
[Chorus]
G C G
"Tam McCorty I'm not here to make you cry,
G C Am Em
I know you’re just a broken man wi' longing in his eye,
G C D
I'll say my say & go my way a-carving through the rye,
G C D G C D G
Tam McCorty, it’s not your day to die."
[Verse]
G C G
They drank to fallen heroes, they spat & cursed the Queen,
G C Am Em
They argued o'er 'Black Caviar' - The finest ever seen?
C G D
They smoked cigars & played at cards for pots o' Gilbeys Gin,
G C D G
Roarin' as the fiery liqour, it spilled all down their chin.
[Chorus]
G C G
"Tam McCorty I'm not here to make you cry,
G C Am Em
I know you’re just a broken man wi' longing in his eye,
G C D
I'll say my say & go my way a-carving through the rye,
G C D G C D G
Tam McCorty, it’s not your day to die."
[Verse]
G C G
They staggered home along the tracks & pissed against a post,
G C Am Em
The dogs a' barkin' madly, all as though they'd seen a ghost,
C G D
"Oh take me now I beg you, pick yer mark & pick it well,
G C D G
I'm tired o' livin' & there I think I hear the hounds o' HELL!"
[Chorus]
G C G
"Tam McCorty I'm not here to make you cry,
G C Am Em
I know you’re just a broken man wi' longing in his eye,
G C D
I'll say my say & go my way a-carving through the rye,
G C D G C D G
Tam McCorty, it’s not your day to die."
[Verse]
G C G
Death threw his cloak across him where he passed out in his chair,
G
And whispered in a frosty tone directly in his ear,
C G D
"Best you learn to live again, forgive yerself yer past,
G
For when you see me next Tam, it'll be your last."
[Chorus]
G C G
"Tam McCorty I'm not here to make you cry,
G C Am Em
I know you’re just a broken man wi' longing in his eye,
G C D
I'll say my say & go my way a-carving through the rye,
G C D G
Tam McCorty, it’s not your day to die."
G C G
"Tam McCorty I'm not here to make you cry,
G C Am Em
I know you’re just a broken man wi' longing in his eye,
G C D
I'll say my say & go my way a-carving through the rye,
G C D G
Tam McCorty, it’s not your day to die."
G C D G
Tam McCorty, it’s not your day to die."
G C D G
Tam McCorty, it’s not your day to die."
G C G G
C Am Em G
C D G C
D G
[Verse]
G C G
Tam he woke tae find a shadow by the bed,
G C Am Em
Blamed it on the vapors still beleaguerin' his head,
C G D
Scrubbed his chops & dragged an oily bug rake through his hair,
G C D G
And wiped the mirror tae find the bogey mimickin' his stare,
G C G
He boilt the jug tae quench his mug & baked a lump o' toast,
G C Am Em
Hid behind the racin' pages from the hoary ghost,
C G D
oh "Awfy ghostie if yer here tae make me dead,
G C D G
Spare me life & bother me wife or Mother-in-law instead!"
[Chorus]
G C G
"Tam McCorty I'm not here to make you cry,
G C Am Em
I know you’re just a broken man wi' longing in his eye,
G C D
I'll say my say & go my way a-carving through the rye,
G C D G C D G
Tam McCorty, it’s not your day to die."
[Verse]
G C G
"By the way ye've hung yer tools o' trade & mantle I can tell,
G C Am Em
Ye will nae leave until ye've seen me safely intae hell,
C G D
So follow me down the 'Horse & Crown' of liquor I'm sae fond,
G C D G
I'll drink meself tae death & haunt the witches from beyond."
[Chorus]
G C G
"Tam McCorty I'm not here to make you cry,
G C Am Em
I know you’re just a broken man wi' longing in his eye,
G C D
I'll say my say & go my way a-carving through the rye,
G C D G C D G
Tam McCorty, it’s not your day to die."
[Verse]
G C G
They drank to fallen heroes, they spat & cursed the Queen,
G C Am Em
They argued o'er 'Black Caviar' - The finest ever seen?
C G D
They smoked cigars & played at cards for pots o' Gilbeys Gin,
G C D G
Roarin' as the fiery liqour, it spilled all down their chin.
[Chorus]
G C G
"Tam McCorty I'm not here to make you cry,
G C Am Em
I know you’re just a broken man wi' longing in his eye,
G C D
I'll say my say & go my way a-carving through the rye,
G C D G C D G
Tam McCorty, it’s not your day to die."
[Verse]
G C G
They staggered home along the tracks & pissed against a post,
G C Am Em
The dogs a' barkin' madly, all as though they'd seen a ghost,
C G D
"Oh take me now I beg you, pick yer mark & pick it well,
G C D G
I'm tired o' livin' & there I think I hear the hounds o' HELL!"
[Chorus]
G C G
"Tam McCorty I'm not here to make you cry,
G C Am Em
I know you’re just a broken man wi' longing in his eye,
G C D
I'll say my say & go my way a-carving through the rye,
G C D G C D G
Tam McCorty, it’s not your day to die."
[Verse]
G C G
Death threw his cloak across him where he passed out in his chair,
G
And whispered in a frosty tone directly in his ear,
C G D
"Best you learn to live again, forgive yerself yer past,
G
For when you see me next Tam, it'll be your last."
[Chorus]
G C G
"Tam McCorty I'm not here to make you cry,
G C Am Em
I know you’re just a broken man wi' longing in his eye,
G C D
I'll say my say & go my way a-carving through the rye,
G C D G
Tam McCorty, it’s not your day to die."
G C G
"Tam McCorty I'm not here to make you cry,
G C Am Em
I know you’re just a broken man wi' longing in his eye,
G C D
I'll say my say & go my way a-carving through the rye,
G C D G
Tam McCorty, it’s not your day to die."
G C D G
Tam McCorty, it’s not your day to die."
G C D G
Tam McCorty, it’s not your day to die."
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