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| Előadó: | Firkin |
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| Album: | Firkinful of beer |
| Megjelenés: | 2009 |
| Hossz: | 3:28 |
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Marthy Barna Göttinger Pál Marczis Attila Szuna Péter Rozgonyi Péter Tradícionális Juhász Róbert Laszip Dávid Péter János Sárhidai Zsuzsanna |
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| Kiadó: | Pump Jump Records |
| Stílus: | Keressük! |
| Címkék: | Keressük! |
On the Fourth of July, 1806
We sailed out from the sweet Cove of Cork
We were sailing away with a cargo of bricks
For the Grand City Hall in New York
'Twas a wonderful craft
As she faced the sea draught
And oh, how the wild wind drove her
She stood several blasts
She had twenty seven masts
And we called her The Irish Rover
We had one million bags of the best Sligo rags
We had two million barrels of stones
We had three million sides of old blind horses hides'
We had four million barrels of bones
We had five million hogs
six million dogs
Seven million barrels of porter
We had eight million bails of old nanny goat’s tails
In the hold of the Irish Rover
There was awl Mickey Coote
Who played hard on his flute
And the dancers lined up for his set
He was tooting with skill
For each sparkling quadrille
Though the ladies were fluther'd and bet
With his smart witty talk
He was cock of the walk
As he rolled the dames under and over
We all knew at a glance
When he took up his stance
That he sailed in The Irish Rover
There was Barney McGee
From the banks of the Lee
There was Hogan from County Tyrone
There was Johnny McGurk
Who was scared stiff of work
And a man from Westmeath called Malone
There was Slugger O'Toole
Who was drunk as a rule
And Fighting Bill Tracy from Dover
And your man, Mick McCann
From the banks of the Bann
Was the skipper of the Irish Rover
We had sailed seven years
When the measles broke out
And the ship lost its way in a fog
And that whale of a crew
Was reduced down to two
Just myself and the Captain's old dog
Then the ship struck a rock
Oh Lord! what a shock
The bulkhead was turned right over
Turned nine times around
And the poor old dog was drowned (1,2,3!)
I'm the last of The Irish Rover
Müller Péter Sziámi és zenekara életének egyik legjobb estéje volt az eredetileg egyszerinek tervezett Franciás Koncert Csemer Boggie-val. Ezért döntöttek úgy, hogy lubickolnak még egyet a fergeteges francia sanzonokban, balladákban és a népdalokban.
Müller Péter Sziámi-dalszövegek itt.
Tartsatok velünk a Marczi(bányi) téren december 28-án! Jegyeket a fa alá vagy a kalapotok mellé - de csak ha van kedvetek egy estényi derűre és felüdülésre kultúrtörténeti anekdotákkal fűszerezve.
Egy kis betekintés a csodálatos este hangulatába itt.
A kedvezménykód a kedvezményes kuponhoz SZIABGGI1228 kedvezményes jegyár (-20%). Egy vevő maximum jegyet vehet a kóddal.
Kezdd Müller Péter Sziámival 2026-ot
Ha szilveszter után tápászkodsz, esetleg le sem pihentél, ott a helyed a Gödörben. A legjobb Sziámi, URH, Kontroll és újabb dalok, fergeteges újévi mulatság.
Fotók: Müller Péter Sziámi
