Biografia:
The Dubliners é um grupo musical de música folk (popular) irlandesa. Se originaram como banda em 1962, na capital da Irlanda, Dublin. Seus membros originais foram: Ronnie Drew (voz, guitarras), Luke Kelly (voz, banjo, guitarra), Barney McKenna (banjo), Ciaran Bourke (flauta irlandesa, gaita, guitarra, voz) e John Sheahan (violino).
Originalmente o grupo se chamava "The Ronnie Drew Group", porém trocaram o nome para The Dubliners devido a novela de James Joyce ("Dubliners") que Luke Kelley estava lendo na época.
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Outras músicas:
- Dirty Old Town
- Lord Of The Dance
- Molly Malone
- Rocky Road To Dublin
- Sean South From Garryowen
- Tell Me Ma
- The Lark In The Morning
- Whiskey In The Jar
- Carrickfergus
- All For Me Grog
- Auld Orange Flute
- Black Velvet Band
- Boston Burglar
- Bugger Off
- Building Up And Tearing England Down
- Bunch Of Red Roses
- Cavan Girl
- Cod Liver Oil
- Come And Join The British Army
- Darby Oleary
- Donegal Danny
- Dont Get Married
- Drink It Up Men
- Dublin In The Rare Old Times
- Eileen Og
- Fiddlers Green
- Finnegans Wake
- Foggy Dew
- Free The People
- Gartan Mothers Lullaby
- Go To Sea No More
- God Save Ireland
- Golden Jubilee
- Grace
- Hand Me Down My Bible
- Hot Asphalt
- I Wish I Had Someone To Love Me
- I Wish I Was Back In Liverpool
- If You Ever Go To Dublin Town
- Ill Tell Me Ma
- Im A Rover
- James Larkin
- Joe Hill
- Kelly The Boy From Killane
- Leaving Of Liverpool
- Lock Up Your Daughters
- Maids When Youre Young
- Marino Waltz
- Master Mc Grath
- Mcalpines Fusiliers
- Molly Maguires
- Monto
- Muirsheen Durkin
- Nelsons Farewell
- Nora
- Oh I Loved The Ground
- On Raglan Road
- Parcel Of Rogues
- Peggy Gordon
- Poor Paddy On The Railway
- Quare Bungle Rye
- Raglan Road
- Ragmans Ball
- Rare Old Mountain Dew
- Rising Of The Moon
- Roddy Mccorley
- Sally Mclennane
- Sam Hall
- Scorn Not His Simplicity
- Seven Deadly Sins
- Seven Drunken Nights
- Song For Ireland
- Springhill Mining Disaster
- Springhill Mining Disaster Luke Kelly Version
- The Bonny Shoals Of Herring
- The Dublin Fusiliers
- The Dundee Weaver
- The Ferryman
- The Fields Of Athenry
- The Glendalough Saint
- The Holy Ground
- The Irish Navy
- The Irish Rover
- The Last Thing On My Mind
- The Maid Of The Sweet Brown Knowe
- The Manchester Rambler
- The Molly Maguires
- The Night Visiting Song
- The Nightingale
- The Old Alarm Clock
- The Rare Old Times
- The Rose Of Allendale
- The Town I Loved So Well
- The Unquiet Grave
- The Wild Rover
- Tibby Dunbar
- Tramps And Hawkers
- When The Boys Come Rolling Home
- Whiskey On A Sunday
- Wild Rover
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!
For Nolan's Irish Pub Session Players
Full version (10 verses)
Key of A
Capo 2
[Intro]
(semi a capella):
A E A
With our nets and gear we're faring
A D A E
On the wild and wasteful ocean.
A D A E F#m
It's there on the deep that we harvest and reap our bread
A D E A
As we hunt the bonny shoals of herring.
[Verse]
A D E A
Oh it was a fine and a pleasant day
A E
Out of Yarmouth harbour I was faring
A E D F#m
As a cabin boy on a sailing lugger
A D E A
For to hunt the bonny shoals of herring
A D E A
O, the work was hard and the hours were long
A E
And the treatment sure it took some bearing
A E D F#m
There was little kindness and the kicks were many
A D E A
As we hunted for the shoals of herring
A D E A
O, we left the home grounds in the month of June
A E
And to canny Shields we soon were bearing
A E D F#m
With a hundred cran of the silver darlings
A D E A
That we'd taken from the shoals of herring
A D E A
Now you're up on deck, you're a fisherman
A E
You can swear and show a manly bearing
A E D F#m
Take your turn on watch with the other fellows
A D E A
While you're searching for the shoals of herring
A D E A
O, we fished the Sward and the Broken Bank
A E
I was a cook and I'd a quarter-sharing
A E D F#m
And I used to sleep, standing on me feet
A D E A
And I'd dream about the shoals of herring
A D E A
You're net rope man now, boy you're on the move
A E
And you're learning all about seafaring
A E D F#m
That's your education, scraps of navigation
A D E A
As you hunt the bonny shoals of herring
A D E A
In the stormy seas and the living gales
A E
Just to earn your daily bread you're daring
A E D F#m
From the Dover Straits to the Faroe Islands
A D E A
As you're following the shoals of herring
A D E A
O, I earned my keep and I paid my way
A E
And I earned the gear that I was wearing
A E D F#m
Sailed a million miles, caught ten million fishes
A D E A
We were sailing after shoals of herring
[Outro]
(semi a capella)
A E A
Night and day the sea we're daring,
A D A E
Come wind or come winter gale,
A D A E F#m
Sweating or cold, growing up or growing old or dying,
A D E A
While we're hunting for the shoals of herring
Full version (10 verses)
Key of A
Capo 2
[Intro]
(semi a capella):
A E A
With our nets and gear we're faring
A D A E
On the wild and wasteful ocean.
A D A E F#m
It's there on the deep that we harvest and reap our bread
A D E A
As we hunt the bonny shoals of herring.
[Verse]
A D E A
Oh it was a fine and a pleasant day
A E
Out of Yarmouth harbour I was faring
A E D F#m
As a cabin boy on a sailing lugger
A D E A
For to hunt the bonny shoals of herring
A D E A
O, the work was hard and the hours were long
A E
And the treatment sure it took some bearing
A E D F#m
There was little kindness and the kicks were many
A D E A
As we hunted for the shoals of herring
A D E A
O, we left the home grounds in the month of June
A E
And to canny Shields we soon were bearing
A E D F#m
With a hundred cran of the silver darlings
A D E A
That we'd taken from the shoals of herring
A D E A
Now you're up on deck, you're a fisherman
A E
You can swear and show a manly bearing
A E D F#m
Take your turn on watch with the other fellows
A D E A
While you're searching for the shoals of herring
A D E A
O, we fished the Sward and the Broken Bank
A E
I was a cook and I'd a quarter-sharing
A E D F#m
And I used to sleep, standing on me feet
A D E A
And I'd dream about the shoals of herring
A D E A
You're net rope man now, boy you're on the move
A E
And you're learning all about seafaring
A E D F#m
That's your education, scraps of navigation
A D E A
As you hunt the bonny shoals of herring
A D E A
In the stormy seas and the living gales
A E
Just to earn your daily bread you're daring
A E D F#m
From the Dover Straits to the Faroe Islands
A D E A
As you're following the shoals of herring
A D E A
O, I earned my keep and I paid my way
A E
And I earned the gear that I was wearing
A E D F#m
Sailed a million miles, caught ten million fishes
A D E A
We were sailing after shoals of herring
[Outro]
(semi a capella)
A E A
Night and day the sea we're daring,
A D A E
Come wind or come winter gale,
A D A E F#m
Sweating or cold, growing up or growing old or dying,
A D E A
While we're hunting for the shoals of herring
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The Earls
The Eden Project
The Elected
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