DIE BESTEN TRINKER-SONGS (TEIL 11): MUIRSHIN DURKIN – THE POGUES

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DIE BESTEN TRINKER-SONGS

(TEIL 11)

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MUIRSHIN DURKIN

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VON

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THE POGUES

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STUDIO 1984:

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In the days I went a courtin‘, I was never tired resortin‘
To an alehouse or a playhouse and many’s the house beside
But I told me brother Seamus, I’d go off and be right famous
And I’d never would return again till I’d roam the world wide
Goodbye Muirsheen Durkin, I’m sick and tired of workin‘
No more, I’ll dig the prates and no longer, I’ll be fooled
As sure as me name is Carney, I’ll be off to Californy
Where instead of diggin‘ prates, I’ll be diggin‘ lumps of gold
I’ve courted girls in Blarney, in Kanturk and in Killarney
In Passage and in Queenstown that is the Cobh of Cork
Goodbye to all this pleasure and I’ll be off to take me leisure
And the next time that you hear from me will be a letter from New York
Goodbye Muirsheen Durkin, oh, I’m sick and tired of workin‘
No more, I’ll dig the prates and no longer, I’ll be fooled
As sure as me name is Carney, I’ll be off to Californy
Where instead of diggin‘ prates, I’ll be diggin‘ lumps of gold
Goodbye to all the girls at home, I’m going far across the foam
To try and make me fortune in far America
There’s gold and jewels in plenty for the poor and for the gentry
And when I return again I never more will say
Goodbye Muirsheen Durkin, sure I’m sick and tired of workin‘
No more, I’ll dig the prates and no longer, I’ll be fooled
As sure as me name is Carney, I’ll be off to Californy
Where instead of diggin‘ prates, I’ll be diggin‘ lumps of gold

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DIE BESTEN TRINKER-SONGS (TEIL 10): WAXIE’S DARGLE – THE POGUES

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DIE BESTEN TRINKER-SONGS

(TEIL 10)

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WAXIE’S DARGLE

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VON

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THE POGUES

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STUDIO 1984:

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LIVE 1986:

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Says my aul‘ wan to your aul‘ wan
„Will ye go to the Waxies dargle?“
Says your aul‘ wan to my aul‘ wan,
„Sure I haven’t got a farthing.
I went down to Monto town
To see uncle McArdle
But he wouldn’t give me a half a crown
For to go to the Waxies dargle.

What’ll you have? I’ll have a pint
I’ll have a pint with you, sir,
And if one of you doesn’t order soon
We’ll be chucked out of the boozer.

Says my aul‘ wan to your aul‘ wan
„Will ye go to the Galway races?“
Says your aul‘ wan to my aul‘ wan,
„With the price of my aul‘ lad’s braces“
I went down to Capel Street
To the Jewish moneylenders
But they wouldn’t give me a couple of bob on
My aul‘ wan’s lad’s suspenders.

Says my aul‘ wan to your aul‘ wan
„We’ve got no beef nor mutton
But if we go down to Monto town
We’ll get a drink for nuttin'“
Here’s a piece of sound advice
Got from an aul‘ fishmonger:
„When the food is scarce and you see the hearse
Then you’ll know you’ve died of hunger.“

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DIE BESTEN BALLADEN DES SHANE MACGOWAN (TEIL 3): KITTY – THE POGUES

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DIE BESTEN BALLADEN DES

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SHANE MACGOWAN

(TEIL 3)

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KITTY

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THE POGUES

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DEMO 1983:

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ALBUM 1984:

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LIVE:

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BESOFFEN IN EINER IRISCHEN KNEIPE:

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BESOFFEN IN EINER ANDEREN IRISCHEN KNEIPE:

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Oh Kitty, my darling, remember
That the doom will be mine if I stay
‚Tis far better to part, though it’s hard to
Than to rot in their prison away
‚Tis far better to part, though it’s hard to
Than to rot in their prison away

So softly he then kissed her pale lips
‚Twas the same story over an o’er
Hush Mavourneen, the police are watching
And you know that I must go ashore
Hush Mavourneen, the police are watching
And you know that I must go ashore

In a day I’ll be over the mountain
There’ll be time enough left for to cry
So good night and God guard you forever
And write to me won’t you, good bye
So good night and God guard you forever
And write to me won’t you, good bye

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DIE BESTEN TRINKER-SONGS (TEIL 9): SALLY MACLENNANE – THE POGUES

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DIE BESTEN TRINKER-SONGS

(TEIL 9)

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SALLY MACLENNANE

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THE POGUES

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Well Jimmy played harmonica in the pub where I was born
He played it from the night time to the peaceful early morn
He soothed the souls of psychos and the men who had the horn
And they all looked very happy in the morning
Now Jimmy didn’t like his place in this world of ours
Where the elephant man broke strong men’s necks
When he’d had too many powers
So sad to see the grieving of the people that he’s leaving
And he took the road for god knows in the morning
We walked him to the station in the rain
We kissed him as we put him on the train
And we sang him a song of times long gone
Though we knew that we’d be seeing him again
(far away) sad to say I must be on my way
So buy me beer and whiskey ‚cause I’m going far away (far away)
I’d like to think of me returning when I can
To the greatest little boozer and to Sally Maclennane
The years passed by the times had changed I grew to be a man
I learned to love the virtues of sweet Sally Maclennane
I took the jeers and drank the beers and crawled back home at dawn
And ended up a barman in the morning
I played the pump and took the hump and watered whiskey down
I talked of whores and horses to the men who drank the brown
I heard them say that Jimmy’s making money far away
And some people left for heaven without warning
We walked them to the station in the rain
We kissed them as we put him on the train
And we sang them a song of times long gone
Though we knew that we’d be seeing them again
(far away) sad to say I must be on my way
So buy me beer and whiskey ‚cause I’m going far away (far away)
I’d like to think of me returning when I can
To the greatest little boozer and to Sally Maclennane
When Jimmy came back home he was surprised that they were gone
He asked me all the details of the train that they went on
Some people they are scared to croak but Jimmy drank until he choked
And he took the road for heaven in the morning
We walked him to the station in the rain
We kissed him as we put him on the train
And we sang him a song of times long gone
Though we knew that we’d be seeing him again
(far away) sad to say I must be on my way
So buy me beer and whiskey ‚cause I’m going far away (far away)
I’d like to think of me returning when I can
To the greatest little boozer and to Sally Maclennane

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