Biografia:
Dropkick Murphys é uma banda de celtic punk formada em Quincy, Massachusetts, Estados Unidos. Primeiramente tocavam juntos no porão de um barbearia de um amigo, eles misturaram Oi!, música irlandesa, e hardcore. Suas influências incluem bandas como Stiff Little Fingers, The Pogues, The Clash e Swinging Utters. O nome da banda foi tirado de um centro de reabilitação de drogados.
Origem do Nome
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Outras músicas:
- Bastards On Parade
- Blood
- Burn
- Fairmount Hill
- Fields Of Athenry
- Forever
- Going Out Of Style
- Green Fields Of France
- I'm Shipping Up To Boston
- Jimmy Collins' Wake
- Johnny I Hardly Knew Ya
- Kiss Me, I'm Shitfaced
- My Hero
- Rose Tatto
- Rose Tattoo
- Shipping Up To Boston
- Shipping Up To Moscow
- Spicy Mchaggis Jig
- Sshipping Up To Boston
- State Of Massachusetts(nitro Circus Theme Song)
- Tessie
- The Boys Are Back
- The Dirty Glass
- The Season's Upon Us
- The State Of Massachusetts
- Time To Go
- World Full Of Hate
- 1953
- 3Rd Man In
- 4
- A Few Good Man
- Auld Triangle
- Barroom Hero
- Black Velvet Band
- Blood And Whiskey
- Boston Asphalt
- Boys On The Docks
- Broken Hymns
- Burden
- Buried Alive
- Burn Acoustic
- Captain Kellys Kitchen
- Cruel
- Echoes On A Street
- End Of The Night
- Famous For Nothing
- Far Away Coast
- Finnegans Wake
- First Class Loser
- Flannigans Ball
- God Willing
- Going Out In Style
- Gonna Be A Blackout Tonight
- Good Rats
- Hang Em High
- Heroes From Our Past
- I Had A Hat
- Im Shipping Up To Boston
- Jimmy Collins Wake
- Kicked To The Curb
- Kiss Me Im Faced
- Kiss Me Im Shitfaced
- Loyal To No
- Memorial Day
- Never Alone
- Nobodys Hero
- Out Of Our Heads
- Outcast
- Paying My Way
- Peg O My Heart
- Pipebomb On Lansdowne
- Rebels With A Cause
- Sandlot
- Skinhead On The Mbta
- Sunday Hardcore Matinee
- Sunshine Highway
- Surrender
- Take Em Down
- Ten Years Of Service
- Tenant Enemy 1
- The Auld Triangle
- The Chosen Few
- The Fields Of Athenry
- The Gangs All Here
- The Gauntlet
- The Green Fields Of France
- The Hardest Mile
- The Legend Of Finn Maccumhail
- The Lonesome Boatman
- The Rocky Road To Dublin
- The Seasons Upon Us
- The Torch
- The Walking Dead
- The Wild Rover
- Tomorrows Industry
- Until The Next Time
- Walk Away
- Warriors Code
- Workers Song
- Youll Never Walk Alone
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!
Intro (2x): C Am F G
C Am
The amber of the fire, is starting to fade
F G
But it's now that I'm at my best
C Am
Give the angel on my shoulder a break for the night
F G
'Cuz the devil ain't getting no rest
C Am
I've got thousands of stories, you've heard them before
F G
Yet I'll tell them again and again
C Am
Come on, pull up a stool, now, and buy me a drink
F G
And please think of me as a friend
F C
We live for the weekend, each city's the same
G C
There's a bar on the corner where they won't know your name
F C
There's plenty of drink, they've been saving your chair
G
It's our second home, we ain't goin nowhere
C Am F G
It's the end, end of the night, but we ain't goin' home
C Am F G
It's the end, end of the night, but we ain't goin' home
C Am F G C
It's the end, end of the night, but we ain't goin' home
(2x): Am F G C
Am F G C
This life, it ain't easy, still we've managed to win
Am F G
There's times we've been knocked down, yeah we land with our chin
F C
We're generous guys with our hearts on our sleeves
G C
Misunderstood, though the boss disagrees
F C
We can't catch a break, wrote the book on bad luck
G
We'd hold down the shop if it didn't all suck
C Am F G
It's the end, end of the night, but we ain't goin' home
C Am F G
It's the end, end of the night, but we ain't goin' home
C Am F G C
It's the end, end of the night, but we ain't goin' home
Am Em
The bartender's spoken, and he's made it clear:
F G
If you ain't goin home, then you ain't stayin here
Am Em
You can't shut us off and you won't turn us down
F G
There's plenty of joints who'll be grateful to have us around
(2x): C Am F G
C Am F G
It's the end, end of the night, but we ain't goin' home
C Am F G
It's the end, end of the night, but we ain't goin' home
C Am F G Am
It's the end, end of the night, but we ain't goin' home
Em
You've beaten me black, and you've beaten me blue
F G
The scars are well-worn on my face
Am Em
I've packed up the bags, and I've sulked off in shame
F G
For one last walk of disgrace
C Am F G
It's the end, end of the night, but we ain't goin' home
C Am F G
It's the end, end of the night, but we ain't goin' home
C Am F G C
It's the end, end of the night, but we ain't goin' home
(A few more times this way, last few times only lalala:)
C Am F G C
la la la la la la la la la we ain't goin' home
C Am
The amber of the fire, is starting to fade
F G
But it's now that I'm at my best
C Am
Give the angel on my shoulder a break for the night
F G
'Cuz the devil ain't getting no rest
C Am
I've got thousands of stories, you've heard them before
F G
Yet I'll tell them again and again
C Am
Come on, pull up a stool, now, and buy me a drink
F G
And please think of me as a friend
F C
We live for the weekend, each city's the same
G C
There's a bar on the corner where they won't know your name
F C
There's plenty of drink, they've been saving your chair
G
It's our second home, we ain't goin nowhere
C Am F G
It's the end, end of the night, but we ain't goin' home
C Am F G
It's the end, end of the night, but we ain't goin' home
C Am F G C
It's the end, end of the night, but we ain't goin' home
(2x): Am F G C
Am F G C
This life, it ain't easy, still we've managed to win
Am F G
There's times we've been knocked down, yeah we land with our chin
F C
We're generous guys with our hearts on our sleeves
G C
Misunderstood, though the boss disagrees
F C
We can't catch a break, wrote the book on bad luck
G
We'd hold down the shop if it didn't all suck
C Am F G
It's the end, end of the night, but we ain't goin' home
C Am F G
It's the end, end of the night, but we ain't goin' home
C Am F G C
It's the end, end of the night, but we ain't goin' home
Am Em
The bartender's spoken, and he's made it clear:
F G
If you ain't goin home, then you ain't stayin here
Am Em
You can't shut us off and you won't turn us down
F G
There's plenty of joints who'll be grateful to have us around
(2x): C Am F G
C Am F G
It's the end, end of the night, but we ain't goin' home
C Am F G
It's the end, end of the night, but we ain't goin' home
C Am F G Am
It's the end, end of the night, but we ain't goin' home
Em
You've beaten me black, and you've beaten me blue
F G
The scars are well-worn on my face
Am Em
I've packed up the bags, and I've sulked off in shame
F G
For one last walk of disgrace
C Am F G
It's the end, end of the night, but we ain't goin' home
C Am F G
It's the end, end of the night, but we ain't goin' home
C Am F G C
It's the end, end of the night, but we ain't goin' home
(A few more times this way, last few times only lalala:)
C Am F G C
la la la la la la la la la we ain't goin' home
Dsound
Dss
Dstf
Dtc
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