Biografia:
The Pogues is a band of mixed Irish and English background, playing traditional Irish music with influences from punk rock and folk, formed in 1982 and fronted by Shane MacGowan. The band reached international prominence in the 1980s and early 1990s. MacGowan left the band in 1991 due to drinking problems but the band continued first with Joe Strummer and then with Spider Stacy on vocals before breaking up in 1996.[1] The band reformed in 2001, and has been playing regularly ever since
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Outras músicas:
- A Pair Of Brown Eyes
- Bottle Of Smoke
- Boys From County Hell
- Dirty Old Town
- Fairytale Of New York
- I'm A Man You Don't Meet Everyday
- If I Should Fall From Grace With God
- Irish Rover
- Love You 'till The End
- Love You Till The End
- Streams Of Whiskey
- The Auld Triangle
- The Sunny Side Of The Street
- Thousands Are Sailing
- Turkish Song Of The Damned
- Whiskey Your The Devil
- 5 Green Queens And Jean
- A Rainy Night In Soho
- Aisling
- And The Band Played Waltzing Matilda
- Angel Of Death
- Auld Triangle
- Back In The County Hell
- Bastard Landlord
- Battle March Medley
- Battle Of Brisbane
- Billys Bones
- Birmingham Six
- Boat Train
- Body Of An American
- Boys From The County Hell
- Broad Majestic Shannon
- Ceilidh Cowboy
- Chinos Place
- Church Of The Holy Spook
- Come To The Bower
- Cotton Fields
- Cracklin Rosie
- Curse Of Love
- Danny Boy
- Dark Streets Of London
- Donegal Express
- Down All The Days
- Down In The Ground Where The Dead Men Go
- Everyman Is A King
- Fiesta
- Gartloney Rats
- Gentleman Soldier
- Ghost Of A Smile
- Girl From The Wadi Hammamat
- Greenland Whale Fisheries
- Haunted
- Haunting
- Hells Ditch
- Her Father Didnt Like Me Anyway
- Holloway Boulevard
- Honky Tonk Women
- Hot Dogs With Everything
- House Of The Gods
- Im A Man You Dont Meet Every Day
- In And Out
- Jacks Heroes
- Jesse James
- Johnny Come Lately
- Kitty
- Leaving Of Liverpool
- Limerick Rake
- Living In A World Without Her
- London Calling Live
- London Girl
- London Youre A Lady
- Lonesome Highway
- Lorcas Novena
- Lorelei
- Lullaby Of London
- Maggie Mae
- Medley
- Mexican Funeral In Paris
- Miss Otis Regrets Just One Of Those Things
- Misty Morning Albert Bridge
- Modern World
- More Pricks Than Kicks
- Mother Mo Chro
- Muirshin Durkin
- My Blue Heaven
- Nancy Whiskey
- Navigator
- Night Train To Lorca
- Nw3
- Once Upon A Time
- Pachinko
- Paddy Rolling Stone
- Pair Of Brown Eyes
- Poor Paddy
- Rain Street
- Rainbow Man
- Rainy Night In Soho
- Rare Old Mountain Dew
- Rising Of The Moon
- Rock N Roll Paddy
- Roddy Mccorley
- Sally Mclennane
- Sayonara
- Sea Shanty
- Sit Down By The Fire
- Six To Go
- Skipping Rhymes
- Small Hours
- Snake With Eyes Of Garnet
- Song With No Name
- South Australia
- Spancil Hill
- St John Of Gods
- Star Of The County Down
- Streets Of Sorrow
- Summer In Siam
- Sunnyside Of The Street
- That Womans Got Me Drinking
- The Broad Majestic Shannon
- The Irish Rover
- The Old Main Drag
- The Parting Glass
- The Sun And The Moon
- Tombstone
- Train Of Love
- Transmetropolitan
- Tuesday Morning
- Usa
- Victoria
- When The Ship Comes In
- Whiskey In The Jar
- Whiskey Youre The Devil
- White City
- Wild Cats Of Kilkenny
- Worms
- Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
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!
The Irish Rover. The Pogues
[Verse 1]
On the [G] Fourth of July, eighteen hundred and [C] six
We set [G] sail from the sweet cove of [D] Cork
We were [G] sailing away with a cargo of [C] bricks
For the [G] Grand City [D] Hall in New [G] York
'Twas an [G] elegant craft, [D] rigged fore and aft
And oh, [G] how the wild wind [C] drove her
She could [G] stand a great blast, She had [Em] twenty seven [C] masts
And they [G] called her The [D] Irish [G] Rover
[Verse 2]
We had [G] one million bags of the best Sligo [C] rags
We had [G] two million barrels of [D] stone
We had [G] three million sides of old blind horses [C] hides
We had [G] four million [D] barrels of [G] bone
We had [G] five million hogs, And [D] six million dogs
[G] Seven million barrels of [D] porter
We had [G] eight million bails of old [Em] nanny-goats' [C] tails
In the [G] hold of the [D] Irish [G] Rover
[Verse 3]
There was [G] awl Mickey Coote who played hard on his [C] flute
When the [G] ladies lined up for a [D] set
He was [G] tootin' with skill for each sparkling [C] quadrille
Though the [G] dancers were [D] fluther'd and [G] bet
With his [G] smart witty talk he was [D] cock of the walk
And he [G] rolled the dames under and [D] over
They all [G] knew at a glance when he [Em] took up his [C] stance
That he [G] sailed in The [D] Irish [G] Rover
[Verse 4]
There was [G] Barney McGee from the banks of the [C] Lee
There was [G] Hogan from County Ty-[D]-rone
There was [G] Johnny McGurk who was scared stiff of [C] work
And a [G] chap from West[D]meath called [G] Malone
There was [G] Slugger O'Toole, [D] drunk as a rule
[G] Fighting Bill Treacy from [D] Dover
And your [G] man, Mick MacCann from the [Em] banks of the [C] Bann
Was the [G] skipper of the [D] Irish [G] Rover
[Verse 5]
We had [G] sailed seven years when the measles broke [C] out
And our [G] ship lost its way in the [D] fog
And that [G] whale of a crew was reduced down to [C] two
Just [G] myself and the [D] Captain's old [G] dog
Then the [G] ship struck a rock, oh [D] Lord! what a shock
The [G] boat it flipped right [D] over
Turned [G] nine times around, and the [Em] poor old dog was [C] drowned
I’m the [G] last of the The [D] Irish [G] Rover
BritBoy Mac JC
[Verse 1]
On the [G] Fourth of July, eighteen hundred and [C] six
We set [G] sail from the sweet cove of [D] Cork
We were [G] sailing away with a cargo of [C] bricks
For the [G] Grand City [D] Hall in New [G] York
'Twas an [G] elegant craft, [D] rigged fore and aft
And oh, [G] how the wild wind [C] drove her
She could [G] stand a great blast, She had [Em] twenty seven [C] masts
And they [G] called her The [D] Irish [G] Rover
[Verse 2]
We had [G] one million bags of the best Sligo [C] rags
We had [G] two million barrels of [D] stone
We had [G] three million sides of old blind horses [C] hides
We had [G] four million [D] barrels of [G] bone
We had [G] five million hogs, And [D] six million dogs
[G] Seven million barrels of [D] porter
We had [G] eight million bails of old [Em] nanny-goats' [C] tails
In the [G] hold of the [D] Irish [G] Rover
[Verse 3]
There was [G] awl Mickey Coote who played hard on his [C] flute
When the [G] ladies lined up for a [D] set
He was [G] tootin' with skill for each sparkling [C] quadrille
Though the [G] dancers were [D] fluther'd and [G] bet
With his [G] smart witty talk he was [D] cock of the walk
And he [G] rolled the dames under and [D] over
They all [G] knew at a glance when he [Em] took up his [C] stance
That he [G] sailed in The [D] Irish [G] Rover
[Verse 4]
There was [G] Barney McGee from the banks of the [C] Lee
There was [G] Hogan from County Ty-[D]-rone
There was [G] Johnny McGurk who was scared stiff of [C] work
And a [G] chap from West[D]meath called [G] Malone
There was [G] Slugger O'Toole, [D] drunk as a rule
[G] Fighting Bill Treacy from [D] Dover
And your [G] man, Mick MacCann from the [Em] banks of the [C] Bann
Was the [G] skipper of the [D] Irish [G] Rover
[Verse 5]
We had [G] sailed seven years when the measles broke [C] out
And our [G] ship lost its way in the [D] fog
And that [G] whale of a crew was reduced down to [C] two
Just [G] myself and the [D] Captain's old [G] dog
Then the [G] ship struck a rock, oh [D] Lord! what a shock
The [G] boat it flipped right [D] over
Turned [G] nine times around, and the [Em] poor old dog was [C] drowned
I’m the [G] last of the The [D] Irish [G] Rover
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