Dropkick Murphys Cadence to Arms歌词

Yeh, this one's for the workers who toil night and day By hand and by brain to earn your pay Who for centuries long past for no more than your bread Have bled for your countries and counted your dead In the factories and mills, in the shipyards and m

Murphy, Murphy, darling dear I long for you now night and day Your pain was my pleasure, your sorrow my joy I fear now I've lost you to health and good cheer Darcy, when I met you I was 5 years too young A boy beyond his age or so I'd tell someone An

The once steel tough fabric of a Union man Was sold and Bartered away Fed to money wolves in the Reagen years, Caught in a drift in greedy nintetie's days So inside this song is our rally cry chorus: Your dreams are in danger, and "We Must Rise"

Urban legend and American folklore, Tells of a man who was one of a kind A sure gent with a flair for fashion, prone to violence at any time A legendary hooligan with a thirst for blood and a taste for booze This brave and daring brutal soul, he live

"Rose Tattoo" DROPKICK MURPHYS The pictures tell the story This life has many shades I'd wake up every morning and before I'd start each day I'd take a drag from last nights cigarette That smoldered in it's tray Down a little something and then

Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound that saved a wretch like me I once was lost but now I'm found, was blind but now I see 'Twas grace that taught my heart to feel 'Twas grace my fears relieved How precious did that grace appear the hour I first belie

The boys are back The boys are back The boys are back And they're looking for trouble The boys are back The boys are back The boys are back And they're looking for trouble The boys are back The boys are back The boys are back And they're looking for

I'm a sailor peg And I've lost my leg Climbing up the top sails I've lost my leg! I'm shipping up to Boston whoa I'm shipping up to Boston whoa I'm shipping up to Boston whoa I'm shipping off... To find my wooden leg I'm a sailor peg And I've lost my

I'll tell you a story, believe me, it's true A tale you'd best hope never happens to you Old Spicy McHaggis, how he met his fate You I can save, but for him it's too late Spicy was big, burly and strong His pipes were gigantic, and so was his schlong