Biografía:
The Young Dubliners are a musical group, who have developed a reputation early on for high-energy gigs fueled by musicianship, pints o' bitter, and the thrill of a good Celtic-rock mash-up. Drawing on obvious influences (Waterboys, Pogues, U2), the group began as a musicians' "revolving door" in the early '90s, but finally hit its stride with a stable lineup to back founding singer-guitarist Keith Roberts a few years ago.
A Dublin native and University College Dublin grad (politics/sociology)
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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!
G F Am C
A one two three
G F Am C
G
I wish I was a fisherman
F
Tumblin' on the sea
Am
Far away from dry land
C
And its bitter memories
G
Castin' out my sweet line
F
With abandonment and love
Am
No ceiling bearin' down on me
C
Cept the starry skys above
G
With light in my head
F
With you in my arms
Am
Whoa oh oh
G
I wish I was the brakeman
F
On a hurtlin' fevered train
Am
Crashin' head long in to the heartland
C
Just like a cannon in the rain
G
Feelin' of the sleepers
F
The burnin' of the coal
Am
Watchin' towns that flash by me
C
And a night that's full of soul
G
With light in my head
F
With you in my arms
Am
Whoa oh oh
Interlude: G F Am C
G
And I know I will be loosened
F
From the bonds that hold me fast
Am
And the chains all around me
C
Will fall away at last
G
And on that fine and fateful day
F
I will take thee in my arms
Am
I will ride on a train
C
I gonna be the fisherman
G
With light in my head
F
With you in my arms
Am
Whoa oh oh
G
With a light in my head
F
With you in my arms
Am
Whoa oh oh
C
Whoa oh yea yea yea yea yea yea
G
With a light in my head
F
You in my arms
Am
With light in my head
C
Ooo ooo
G
With light in my head
F
You in my arms
Am
With light in my head
C
Woo
The ???
The-dream
Thedooo
Thee Oh Sees
Thee Silver Mt. (...)
Therapy?
There For Tomorr (...)
Therese Marie Vi (...)
These Kids Wear (...)
They Might Be Gi (...)