Biografia:
Misturando um sincero amor e respeito pelas tradições da música irlandesa com um senso de aventura melódica e instrumental que sugere um claro foco no futuro, Solas tem se estabilizado como um dos melhores grupos de folk celta trabalhando nos Estados Unidos, com mais de um escritor descrevendo-os como talvez a melhor banda tradicional irlandesa existente.
Solas é a ideia do multi-instrumentista Seamus Egan. Nascido na Pensilvânia em 1969, Seamus mudou-se para a Irlanda com sua família quando ele tinha três anos de idade
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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 Newry Highwayman as performed by Solas
Intro: D/ C/ G/ C/ D/ C/ G/ Am/ C/ D/ C/ D/ C/ G
G D C G
In Newry town I was bred and born,
D C G
In Stephen's Green now I lie in scorn.
Am C D
I served my time in the saddling trade,
G C D
I always was the rovin' blade,
G C G
I always was the rovin' blade.
G D C G
In Newry town I was bred and born
D C G
In Stephens Green now I lie in scorn
Am C D
I served me time at the saddler's trade
G C D
I always was a roving blade
G C G
I always was a roving blade
G D C G
At seventeen I took a wife
D C G
I loved her dearer than I loved me life
Am C D
And so to keep her both fine and gay
G C D
I went out robbing on the king's highway
G C G
I went out robbing on the king's highway
G D C G
I never robbed a poor man yet
D C G
Nor lately caused anyone to fret
Am C D
But I robbed lords and ladies fine
G C D
And I carried the gold home to me heart's delight
G C G
I carried the gold home to me heart's delight
G D C G
I robbed Lord Baldwin, I do declare
D C G
And Lady Manswell up in Grovenors Square
Am C D
I closed me shutters and bade them good night
G C D
And I carried the gold home to me heart's delight
G C G
I carried the gold home to me heart's delight
Instrumental Bridge:
Em/ Bm/ C/ D/ C/ D
Em/ Bm/ C/ D/ C/ D/ C/ G
G D C G
To Covent Garden I made my way
D C G
With me dear wife for to see the play
Am C D
The Fielding's men there did me pursue
G C D
And I was taken by that cursed crew
G C G
Oh I was taken by that cursed crew
G D C G
My father cried, "Oh me darling son"
D C G
My wife, she cried, "Now I am undone"
Am C D
My mother tore her gray locks and cried
G C D
It's in the cradle I should have died
G C G
It's in the cradle I should have died
G D C G
When I am dead, I want for my grave
D C G
A flashy funeral pray let me have
Am C D
Six highwaymen for to carry me
G C D
Oh give them broadswords and sweet liberty
G C G
Oh give them broadswords and sweet liberty
Intro: D/ C/ G/ C/ D/ C/ G/ Am/ C/ D/ C/ D/ C/ G
G D C G
In Newry town I was bred and born,
D C G
In Stephen's Green now I lie in scorn.
Am C D
I served my time in the saddling trade,
G C D
I always was the rovin' blade,
G C G
I always was the rovin' blade.
G D C G
In Newry town I was bred and born
D C G
In Stephens Green now I lie in scorn
Am C D
I served me time at the saddler's trade
G C D
I always was a roving blade
G C G
I always was a roving blade
G D C G
At seventeen I took a wife
D C G
I loved her dearer than I loved me life
Am C D
And so to keep her both fine and gay
G C D
I went out robbing on the king's highway
G C G
I went out robbing on the king's highway
G D C G
I never robbed a poor man yet
D C G
Nor lately caused anyone to fret
Am C D
But I robbed lords and ladies fine
G C D
And I carried the gold home to me heart's delight
G C G
I carried the gold home to me heart's delight
G D C G
I robbed Lord Baldwin, I do declare
D C G
And Lady Manswell up in Grovenors Square
Am C D
I closed me shutters and bade them good night
G C D
And I carried the gold home to me heart's delight
G C G
I carried the gold home to me heart's delight
Instrumental Bridge:
Em/ Bm/ C/ D/ C/ D
Em/ Bm/ C/ D/ C/ D/ C/ G
G D C G
To Covent Garden I made my way
D C G
With me dear wife for to see the play
Am C D
The Fielding's men there did me pursue
G C D
And I was taken by that cursed crew
G C G
Oh I was taken by that cursed crew
G D C G
My father cried, "Oh me darling son"
D C G
My wife, she cried, "Now I am undone"
Am C D
My mother tore her gray locks and cried
G C D
It's in the cradle I should have died
G C G
It's in the cradle I should have died
G D C G
When I am dead, I want for my grave
D C G
A flashy funeral pray let me have
Am C D
Six highwaymen for to carry me
G C D
Oh give them broadswords and sweet liberty
G C G
Oh give them broadswords and sweet liberty
Solen
Soler
Solera
Solicitors
Solido