Dropkick Murphys

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

By a lonely prison wall I heard a young girl calling Micheal they are taking you away For you stole Trevelyn's corn So the young might see the morn. Now a prison ship lies waiting in the bay. Low lie the Fields of Athenry Where once we watched the sm

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

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

Schizophrenic nightmares sending shivers down my spine I may be a little twisted, but I swear that my life is fine Chorus: I'm living with a perfect stranger, is there anybody home? I'm living with a perfect stranger, but I find myself alone Well I'm

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

For Boston, for Boston, we sing our proud refrain for Boston, for Boston 'tis wisdom's earthly fane for here we are one and our hearts are true and the towers on the heights reach to heav'n's own blue. for Boston, for Boston 'til the echoes ring agai

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

The season's upon us, it's that time of year Brandy and eggnog, there's plenty of cheer There's lights on the trees and there's wreaths to be hung There's mischief and mayhem and songs to be sung There's bells and there's holly, the kids are gung-ho

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

She had excuses and she chose to use them She was the victim of unspeakable abuses Her husband was violent, malicious and distant Her kids now belong to the state of Massachusetts They've been taken away They've been taken away Billy was a bright one

"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

When on the road to sweet Athy, Hurroo Hurroo When on the road to sweet Athy, Hurroo Hurroo When on the road to sweet Athy, A stick in the hand, a drop in the eye A doleful damsel I did cry Johnny I hardly knew ya Where are the eyes that looked so mi

Cadence to Arms is, except for some varied shouting and war-calling, and instrumental... 专辑:Do or Die 歌手:Dropkick Murphys 歌曲:Cadence to Arms

You're the fighter, you've got the fire The spirit of a warrior, the champion's heart You fight for your life because the fighter never quits You make the most of the hand you're dealt Because the quitter never wins No! You were born in a box to a ci

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