Song | The Broad Majestic Shannon |
Artist | The Pogues |
Album | 30:30 - The Essential Collection |
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[00:00.42] | The Broad Majestic Shannon—The Pogues |
[00:07.29] | The last time I saw you was down at the Greeks |
[00:09.79] | There was whiskey on Sunday and tears on our cheeks |
[00:12.86] | You sang me a song as pure as the breeze |
[00:15.85] | Blowing up the road to glenaveigh |
[00:18.79] | I sat for a while at the cross at finnoe |
[00:21.48] | Where young lovers would meet when the flowers were in bloom |
[00:24.60] | Heard the men coming home from the fair at shinrone |
[00:27.98] | Their hearts in tipperary wherever they go |
[00:30.36] | Take my hand, and dry your tears babe |
[00:35.82] | Take my hand, forget your fears babe |
[00:41.40] | |
[00:41.95] | There's no pain, there's no more sorrow |
[00:46.20] | |
[00:47.56] | They're all gone, gone in the years babe |
[00:53.26] | |
[00:58.26] | I sat for a while by the gap in the wall |
[01:01.08] | Found a rusty tin can and an old hurley ball |
[01:04.08] | Heard the cards being dealt, and the rosary called |
[01:06.54] | And a fiddle playing sean dun na ngall |
[01:09.79] | And the next time I see you we'll be down at the Greeks |
[01:12.86] | There'll be whiskey on Sunday and tears on our cheeks |
[01:15.67] | For it's stupid to laugh and it's useless to bawl |
[01:18.54] | About a rusty tin can and an old hurley ball |
[01:22.30] | |
[02:08.44] | So I walked as day was dawning |
[02:13.56] | Where small birds sang and leaves were falling |
[02:18.94] | |
[02:19.49] | Where we once watched the row boats landing |
[02:24.87] | |
[02:25.80] | By the broad majestic shannon |
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[00:00.42] | The Broad Majestic Shannon The Pogues |
[00:07.29] | The last time I saw you was down at the Greeks |
[00:09.79] | There was whiskey on Sunday and tears on our cheeks |
[00:12.86] | You sang me a song as pure as the breeze |
[00:15.85] | Blowing up the road to glenaveigh |
[00:18.79] | I sat for a while at the cross at finnoe |
[00:21.48] | Where young lovers would meet when the flowers were in bloom |
[00:24.60] | Heard the men coming home from the fair at shinrone |
[00:27.98] | Their hearts in tipperary wherever they go |
[00:30.36] | Take my hand, and dry your tears babe |
[00:35.82] | Take my hand, forget your fears babe |
[00:41.40] | |
[00:41.95] | There' s no pain, there' s no more sorrow |
[00:46.20] | |
[00:47.56] | They' re all gone, gone in the years babe |
[00:53.26] | |
[00:58.26] | I sat for a while by the gap in the wall |
[01:01.08] | Found a rusty tin can and an old hurley ball |
[01:04.08] | Heard the cards being dealt, and the rosary called |
[01:06.54] | And a fiddle playing sean dun na ngall |
[01:09.79] | And the next time I see you we' ll be down at the Greeks |
[01:12.86] | There' ll be whiskey on Sunday and tears on our cheeks |
[01:15.67] | For it' s stupid to laugh and it' s useless to bawl |
[01:18.54] | About a rusty tin can and an old hurley ball |
[01:22.30] | |
[02:08.44] | So I walked as day was dawning |
[02:13.56] | Where small birds sang and leaves were falling |
[02:18.94] | |
[02:19.49] | Where we once watched the row boats landing |
[02:24.87] | |
[02:25.80] | By the broad majestic shannon |
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[00:00.42] | The Broad Majestic Shannon The Pogues |
[00:07.29] | The last time I saw you was down at the Greeks |
[00:09.79] | There was whiskey on Sunday and tears on our cheeks |
[00:12.86] | You sang me a song as pure as the breeze |
[00:15.85] | Blowing up the road to glenaveigh |
[00:18.79] | I sat for a while at the cross at finnoe |
[00:21.48] | Where young lovers would meet when the flowers were in bloom |
[00:24.60] | Heard the men coming home from the fair at shinrone |
[00:27.98] | Their hearts in tipperary wherever they go |
[00:30.36] | Take my hand, and dry your tears babe |
[00:35.82] | Take my hand, forget your fears babe |
[00:41.40] | |
[00:41.95] | There' s no pain, there' s no more sorrow |
[00:46.20] | |
[00:47.56] | They' re all gone, gone in the years babe |
[00:53.26] | |
[00:58.26] | I sat for a while by the gap in the wall |
[01:01.08] | Found a rusty tin can and an old hurley ball |
[01:04.08] | Heard the cards being dealt, and the rosary called |
[01:06.54] | And a fiddle playing sean dun na ngall |
[01:09.79] | And the next time I see you we' ll be down at the Greeks |
[01:12.86] | There' ll be whiskey on Sunday and tears on our cheeks |
[01:15.67] | For it' s stupid to laugh and it' s useless to bawl |
[01:18.54] | About a rusty tin can and an old hurley ball |
[01:22.30] | |
[02:08.44] | So I walked as day was dawning |
[02:13.56] | Where small birds sang and leaves were falling |
[02:18.94] | |
[02:19.49] | Where we once watched the row boats landing |
[02:24.87] | |
[02:25.80] | By the broad majestic shannon |