Biografia:
Damien Dempsey (nascido em 1975 no subúrbio de Dublin, capital da Irlanda) é um cantor e compositor irlandês.
Dempsey, em suas músicas, mixa o tradicional folk irlandês com letras contemporâneas a fim de comentar sobre os aspectos positivos e negativos que estão surgindo junto à crescente economia da República da Irlanda. Ele canta em inglês e, em algumas raras ocasiões, em irlandês.
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Outras músicas:
- Your Pretty Smile
- Sing All Our Cares Away
- Apple Of My Eye
- Bad Time Garda
- Bottle Talk
- Bustin Outta Here
- Canadian Geese Live
- Cardboard City
- Chase The Light
- Colony
- Factories
- Ghosts Of Overdoses
- Go To Sea No More
- Hold Me
- Industrial School
- Its All Good
- Jar Song
- Kelly From Killane
- Negative Vibes
- Not On Your Own Tonight
- Party On
- Patience
- Sam Jenkins
- Schooldays Over
- Seize The Day
- Sing All Your Cares Away
- Spraypaint Backalley
- St Patricks Day
- We Need Community
Quatro anos de trabalho duro!Neste mês de maio fizemos quatro anos no ar. Continuamos trabalhando na divulgação deste maravilhoso instrumento, obrigado por participar da nossa história!
Damien Dempsey
Spraypaint Backalley
Double Drop-d tuning
D-A-D-G-B-d
Capo 2nd fret
Acoustic
A Em G D E7sus4 F#m E
d|------2---------0---------0---------0---------0--------2--------0--|
B|------2---------0---------0---------3---------0--------2--------0--|
G|------2---------0---------0---------2---------2--------2--------1--|
D|------2---------2---------5---------0---------0--------2--------2--|
A|------0---------2---------5---------0---------2--------4--------2--|
D|------x---------2---------5---------0---------0--------4--------2--|
Intro :
A - - - - Em - - - - G - - - - Em
Verse I :
A Em G Em
Down a spraypaint backalley, I look up at the sky
A Em
And I see through red eyes
G Em A Em
The seagulls wheel around and around Worn out couches and fridges, and
G Em
mongrel dogs roam free
A Em G Em
There are rags and there are riches Inside this head for me
A Em G Em
We drink cheap English cider, and smoke hashish from North Africa.
A Em G Em
I've been tryin' to get the mix right, But I haven't got it right tonight.
{Continue the same chord pattern until the outro}
Chorus :
Ooh, ooh, ooh.....
Verse II :
I've a fifteen year old moustache,
I'm so desperate for to be a man. People tell me to shave it off,
If I shave it I'm a boy again.
Watch my father and my brother, Fixing old cars.
And their rough oil stained hands,
Are skilled and scarred.
Chorus :
Ooh, ooh, ooh.....
Verse III :
Behind this big rusty shed door
There's a punch bag and a clapped out car
As the car sits on breeze blocks
The punch bag takes some heavy shots
Down the lane way sniffin' petrol
I thought pebbledash was snow
As I stumbled in a blizzard
The pain inside me disappeared
Cross the city down the alleys
A thousand kids like me
They are watching through red eyes
The flock of little birds gracefully gliding by
Chorus :
Ooh, ooh, ooh.....
Bridge :
Fought in the lane, lost in the lane
Swallowed the shame, then I fought again
Fought in the lane, cried in the lane Swallowed the pain, then I fought again
Fell in the lane, got back up in the lane Died in the lane, and came alive again
D - - - - E7sus4 - - - - A x2
Outro :
D E7sus4 A F#m E7sus4 E
We are all in the gutter but some of us are looking at the stars
D E7sus4 A F#m E7sus4 E
We are all in the gutter but some of us are looking at the stars
We are all in the gutter but some of us are looking at the stars
We are all in the gutter but some of us are looking at the stars...
D
the stars, ooh the stars, the stars.
Spraypaint Backalley
Double Drop-d tuning
D-A-D-G-B-d
Capo 2nd fret
Acoustic
A Em G D E7sus4 F#m E
d|------2---------0---------0---------0---------0--------2--------0--|
B|------2---------0---------0---------3---------0--------2--------0--|
G|------2---------0---------0---------2---------2--------2--------1--|
D|------2---------2---------5---------0---------0--------2--------2--|
A|------0---------2---------5---------0---------2--------4--------2--|
D|------x---------2---------5---------0---------0--------4--------2--|
Intro :
A - - - - Em - - - - G - - - - Em
Verse I :
A Em G Em
Down a spraypaint backalley, I look up at the sky
A Em
And I see through red eyes
G Em A Em
The seagulls wheel around and around Worn out couches and fridges, and
G Em
mongrel dogs roam free
A Em G Em
There are rags and there are riches Inside this head for me
A Em G Em
We drink cheap English cider, and smoke hashish from North Africa.
A Em G Em
I've been tryin' to get the mix right, But I haven't got it right tonight.
{Continue the same chord pattern until the outro}
Chorus :
Ooh, ooh, ooh.....
Verse II :
I've a fifteen year old moustache,
I'm so desperate for to be a man. People tell me to shave it off,
If I shave it I'm a boy again.
Watch my father and my brother, Fixing old cars.
And their rough oil stained hands,
Are skilled and scarred.
Chorus :
Ooh, ooh, ooh.....
Verse III :
Behind this big rusty shed door
There's a punch bag and a clapped out car
As the car sits on breeze blocks
The punch bag takes some heavy shots
Down the lane way sniffin' petrol
I thought pebbledash was snow
As I stumbled in a blizzard
The pain inside me disappeared
Cross the city down the alleys
A thousand kids like me
They are watching through red eyes
The flock of little birds gracefully gliding by
Chorus :
Ooh, ooh, ooh.....
Bridge :
Fought in the lane, lost in the lane
Swallowed the shame, then I fought again
Fought in the lane, cried in the lane Swallowed the pain, then I fought again
Fell in the lane, got back up in the lane Died in the lane, and came alive again
D - - - - E7sus4 - - - - A x2
Outro :
D E7sus4 A F#m E7sus4 E
We are all in the gutter but some of us are looking at the stars
D E7sus4 A F#m E7sus4 E
We are all in the gutter but some of us are looking at the stars
We are all in the gutter but some of us are looking at the stars
We are all in the gutter but some of us are looking at the stars...
D
the stars, ooh the stars, the stars.
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