Singen The Celtic Slosh Medley (live) Karaoke - Johnny Brady - MP3 Karaoke

Die Aufnahme ist eine Coverversion des Songs The Celtic Slosh Medley (live) im Stil von: Johnny Brady
Liste der in diesem Medley enthaltenen Songs: I'm Shipping Up to Boston, Dirty Old Town, Danny Boy, Kesh, Molly Malone, Burning Bridges, Beeswing & The Fields of Athenry

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Im gleichen Tempo wie das Original: 141 BPM

In der gleichen Tonart wie das Original: G-Dur, A-Dur

Dauer: 09:53 - Vorschau auf: 03:28

Veröffentlichung: 2023
Musikrichtungen: Keltisch, Folk, Englisch
Songwriter: Eamonn Francis Campbell
Komponisten: Al Barr, Kenneth William Casey, Mathew Edward Kelly, Marc John Orrell, James Patrick Lynch
Original Songwriter: Woody Guthrie, Francis Rossi, Frederick Edward Weatherly, Richard Thompson, Andy Brown, Ewan MacColl, Pete St-John, Trad, James Yorkston

Der gesamte Inhalt auf unserer Website wird vollständig von unseren Musikern im Studio reproduziert. Wir verwenden keine Teile der Originalaufnahmen und nutzen in keiner Weise AI-Stem-Trennungstechnologie.

Text The Celtic Slosh Medley (live)

I met my love by the gas yard wall

I dreamed a dream by the old canal

I kissed my girl by the factory wall

It's a dirty old town

I saw the clouds drift across the moon

I saw the cats prowlin' on their beat

Spring's a girl from the streets at night

It's a dirty old town

I met my love

Where

By the gas yard wall

Dreamed a dream

Dreamed a dream by the old canal

Kissed my girl

I kissed my girl

Where did you kiss her

By the factory wall

What is it

It's a dirty old town

Oh Danny boy

The pipes, the pipes are callin'

From glen to glen and down the mountain side

The summer's gone and all the flowers are dyin'

'Tis you, 'tis you must go and I must bide

But come ye back when summer's in the meadow

And when the valley's hushed and white with snow

'Cos I will be here near to you and I'll love you

Oh Danny boy, oh Danny boy

I love you so

Hey hey hey hey hey hey

In Dublin's fair city

Where the girls are so pretty

I first set my eyes on sweet Molly

Malone

Where she wheeled her wheelbarrow through the streets broad and narrow

Cryin' Cockles and mussels

Alive

Alive oh

Alive

Alive oh

Alive

Alive oh

Cryin' Cockles and mussels

Alive

Alive oh

Alive

Alive oh

Alive

Alive oh

Cryin' Cockles and mussels

Alive

Alive oh

Burnin' bridges never made me cry

I could walk away with no goodbye

Easy take or easy leave them all 'till you scratch the writin' off the wall

It's on and off and on again

Goin' on and then

Takin' all I got again

Bleedin' and makin' 'em dry

You're hangin' on for what you can

Draggin' out the pain

Takin' all I give again

Fakin' and makin' 'em dry

I was nineteen when

I came to town they called the summer of love

The burnin' babies, burnin' flags

The hawks against the doves

I took a job at the steamin' way down on Caltrim Street

I fell in love with a laundry girl

Was workin' next to me

Brown hair zig-zagged around her face

A look of half surprise

Like a fox caught in the headlights

There was animal in her eyes

She said to me

Oh can't you see

I'm not the factory kind

And if you don't get me out of here

I'll surely lose my mind

She was a rare thing

Fine as a beeswing

So fine a breath of wind'd blow her away

She was a lost child

Oh runnin' wild

As long as there's no price on love I'll stay

She was a rare thing

Fine as a beeswing

So fine a breath of wind'd blow her away

She was a lost child

Oh runnin' wild

As long as there's no price on love I'll stay

By a lonely prison wall

I heard a young girl callin'

Michael they are takin' you away

For you stole Trevelyan's corn so the young might see the morn