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- Admiral William Brown
- Big Strong Man
- Boston Rose
- Broad Black Brimmer
- Celtic Symphony
- Come Out Ye Black And Tans
- Far Away In Australia
- Finnegans Wake
- God Save Ireland
- Grace
- Joe Mc Donnell
- Joe Mcdonnell
- Let The People Sing
- On The One Road
- Oro Se Do Bheatha Bhaile
- Quare Things In Dublin
- Rifles Of The Ira
- Rock On Rockall
- Sean South
- Sean South From Garryowen
- Snipers Promise
- Some Say The Devil Is Dead
- Sunday Bloody Sunday
- The Big Strong Man
- The Boys Of The Old Brigade
- The Fields Of Athenry
- The Men Behind The Wire
- The Streets Of New York
- The Wearing Of The Green
¡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!
Joe Mc Donnell Capo On 4th Fret or what suits your voice
G C G
Oh me name is Joe McDonnell from Belfast town I came,
C G D
That city I will never see again
C G
For in the town of Belfast I spent many happy days
C G D
I Love that town in Oh so many ways
Am C Am C G
For it's there I spent my childhood and found for me a wife
Am C G D
I then set out to make for her a life
G C G
But all my young ambitions met with bitterness and hate
C G D
I soon found myself inside a prison gate
[Chorus]
Am C Am Am C D
And you dare to call me a terrorist while you look down your gun
Am C G D
When I think of all the deeds that you have done
G
You have plundered many nations divided many lands
C Am C D
You have terrorised their people you ruled with an iron hand
G D
And you brought this reign of terror to my land
[2]
Through those many months internment in the Maidstone and the Maze
I thought about my land throughout those days
Why my country was divided why I was now in jail
Imprisoned without crime or without trial
And though I love my country I am not a bitter man
I've seen cruelty and injustice at first hand
So then one fateful morning I shook bold freedom's hand
For right or wrong I'D tried to free my land
[Repeat chorus]
Then one cold October morning trapped in a lion's den
I found myself in prison once again
I was committed to the H-Blocks for 14 years or more
On the blanket the conditions they were poor
Then a hunger strike we did commence for the dignity of man
But it seemed to me that no one gave a damn
Ah But now I am a saddened man I watched my comrades die
If only people cared or wondered why
[Repeat chorus]
May God shine on you Bobby Sands for the courage you have shown
May your glory and your fame be widely known
And Francis Hughes and Ray Mc Creesh who died unselfishly
And Patsy O Hara and the next in line is me
And those who lie behind me, may your courage be the same
And I pray to God my life is not in vain
Ah but sad and bitter was the year of 1981
For everything is lost and nothing's won
G C G
Oh me name is Joe McDonnell from Belfast town I came,
C G D
That city I will never see again
C G
For in the town of Belfast I spent many happy days
C G D
I Love that town in Oh so many ways
Am C Am C G
For it's there I spent my childhood and found for me a wife
Am C G D
I then set out to make for her a life
G C G
But all my young ambitions met with bitterness and hate
C G D
I soon found myself inside a prison gate
[Chorus]
Am C Am Am C D
And you dare to call me a terrorist while you look down your gun
Am C G D
When I think of all the deeds that you have done
G
You have plundered many nations divided many lands
C Am C D
You have terrorised their people you ruled with an iron hand
G D
And you brought this reign of terror to my land
[2]
Through those many months internment in the Maidstone and the Maze
I thought about my land throughout those days
Why my country was divided why I was now in jail
Imprisoned without crime or without trial
And though I love my country I am not a bitter man
I've seen cruelty and injustice at first hand
So then one fateful morning I shook bold freedom's hand
For right or wrong I'D tried to free my land
[Repeat chorus]
Then one cold October morning trapped in a lion's den
I found myself in prison once again
I was committed to the H-Blocks for 14 years or more
On the blanket the conditions they were poor
Then a hunger strike we did commence for the dignity of man
But it seemed to me that no one gave a damn
Ah But now I am a saddened man I watched my comrades die
If only people cared or wondered why
[Repeat chorus]
May God shine on you Bobby Sands for the courage you have shown
May your glory and your fame be widely known
And Francis Hughes and Ray Mc Creesh who died unselfishly
And Patsy O Hara and the next in line is me
And those who lie behind me, may your courage be the same
And I pray to God my life is not in vain
Ah but sad and bitter was the year of 1981
For everything is lost and nothing's won
The Wooden Wolf
The Woodlands
The Woodys
The Word Alive
The Working Titl (...)
The Yelling
The Yellow Monke (...)
The Yellow Punk
The Yogscast
The Yordles