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!
OK hopefully this should be an improvement on the other guys tabs for this song.
It saves you having to mess around playing chords with a capo on the eighth fret and means you
now play it with a capo on the third fret...which seems is much more comfortable
C Am Fm D7
Well how do you do young Willie McBride,
G Fm C
Do you mind if I sit here down by your graveside,
Am Fm D7
And rest for a while in the warm summer sun,
G Fm C
I've been walking all day and I'm nearly done.
C Am Fm D7
I see by your gravestone you were only 19,
G Fm C G
When you joined the great fallen in 1916,
C Am D7
Well I hope you died quick and I hope you died clean,
G Fm C
Or Willie McBride was it slow and obscene.
Chorus:
C G
Did they beat the drum slowly,
Fm C
Did they play the fife lowly,
G Fm G
Did they sound the dead march, as they lowered you down,
Fm C Am
Did the band play the last post and chorus,
C Fm G C
Did the pipes play the Flowers of the Forest.
C Am Fm D7
And did you leave a wife or a sweetheart behind,
G Fm C
In some loyal heart is your memory enshrined,
Am Fm D
And though you died back in 1916,
G Fm C
To that loyal heart you're forever 19.
C Am Fm D7
Or are you a stranger without even a name,
G Fm C G
Forever enshrined behind some old glass pane,
C Am D7
In an old photograph all torn tattered and stained,
G Fm C
And faded to yellow in a brown leather frame.
Chorus
C Am Fm D7
The sun's shining down on these green fields of France,
G Fm C
The warm wind blows gently and the red poppies dance,
Am Fm D7
The trenches have vanished long under the plow
G Fm C
No gas, no barbed wire, no guns firing now.
C Am Fm D7
But here in this graveyard it's still "No Man's Land",
G Fm C G
The countless white crosses in mute witness stand,
C Am D7
To man's blind indifference to his fellow man,
G Fm C
And a whole generation that were butchered and damned.
Chorus
C Am Fm D7
And I can't help but wonder, oh Willie McBride
G Fm C
Do all those who lie here know why they die,
Am Fm C
Did you really believe them when they told you the cause
G Fm C
Did they really believe that this war would end wars.
C Am Fm D7
Well, the suffering, the sorrow, the glory, the shame
G Fm C G
The killing and dying it was all done in vain,
C Am D7
Oh Willie McBride it all happened again,
G Fm C
And again, and again, and again, and again.
It saves you having to mess around playing chords with a capo on the eighth fret and means you
now play it with a capo on the third fret...which seems is much more comfortable
C Am Fm D7
Well how do you do young Willie McBride,
G Fm C
Do you mind if I sit here down by your graveside,
Am Fm D7
And rest for a while in the warm summer sun,
G Fm C
I've been walking all day and I'm nearly done.
C Am Fm D7
I see by your gravestone you were only 19,
G Fm C G
When you joined the great fallen in 1916,
C Am D7
Well I hope you died quick and I hope you died clean,
G Fm C
Or Willie McBride was it slow and obscene.
Chorus:
C G
Did they beat the drum slowly,
Fm C
Did they play the fife lowly,
G Fm G
Did they sound the dead march, as they lowered you down,
Fm C Am
Did the band play the last post and chorus,
C Fm G C
Did the pipes play the Flowers of the Forest.
C Am Fm D7
And did you leave a wife or a sweetheart behind,
G Fm C
In some loyal heart is your memory enshrined,
Am Fm D
And though you died back in 1916,
G Fm C
To that loyal heart you're forever 19.
C Am Fm D7
Or are you a stranger without even a name,
G Fm C G
Forever enshrined behind some old glass pane,
C Am D7
In an old photograph all torn tattered and stained,
G Fm C
And faded to yellow in a brown leather frame.
Chorus
C Am Fm D7
The sun's shining down on these green fields of France,
G Fm C
The warm wind blows gently and the red poppies dance,
Am Fm D7
The trenches have vanished long under the plow
G Fm C
No gas, no barbed wire, no guns firing now.
C Am Fm D7
But here in this graveyard it's still "No Man's Land",
G Fm C G
The countless white crosses in mute witness stand,
C Am D7
To man's blind indifference to his fellow man,
G Fm C
And a whole generation that were butchered and damned.
Chorus
C Am Fm D7
And I can't help but wonder, oh Willie McBride
G Fm C
Do all those who lie here know why they die,
Am Fm C
Did you really believe them when they told you the cause
G Fm C
Did they really believe that this war would end wars.
C Am Fm D7
Well, the suffering, the sorrow, the glory, the shame
G Fm C G
The killing and dying it was all done in vain,
C Am D7
Oh Willie McBride it all happened again,
G Fm C
And again, and again, and again, and again.
Dsound
Dss
Dstf
Dtc
Du Blonde
Due Di Picche
Duelo
Duffy
Duke Dumont
Duke Ellington