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On that snowy bright December day
She came and took my breath away
It was there I met my love so fair
A beauty oh so true and rare

For who we are and what we'll be
I'll sing your praise eternally
When I was lost you carried on

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!

It's time we stood up for ourselves so get up off your knees.
We'll shake off our detractors and attain our hopes and dreams
and if we fall prey to in-fighting, we're never gonna win,
so put aside your differences, sing loud, sing proud

We won't listen to their stories or be waylaid by their lies
it's a dram that's still attainable for kids like you and I
So if we all stand together singing one defiant song

We're gonna die when the sun comes up
We'll drink until we drop
My blood's one hundred proof
We're gonna stumble twist and crawl
Got 99 bottles of beer on the wall
I'd rather drink than fuck

No doubt about it

Face down in the gutter won't admit defeat though his clothes are soiled and black,
He's a big, strong man with a childs mind, don't you take his booze away!

He's been at it for years drinking balls and beer he's a hero to most he meets,
But inside he cries black swollen eyes, this man he sheds no tears!

Now his wife and kids sing a different tune as they worry about their daddy dying,
But this arrogant fool breaks every rule it'll be nothing but pride that kills him.

I've lost all the time that I have in this world
I spent it unwisely. Unwisely you see
And I can't get it back
And I can't move forward
I'm broken and I'm empty
It's over for me

If I could undo all the wrongs that I've caused

In a neat little town they call Brockton
Apprenticed in trade I was bound
And many an hour's sweet happiness
I spent in that neat little town
Then bad misfortune befell me
That caused me to stray from the land
Far away from my friends and companions
To follow the black velvet band

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 lived and fought by his own rules

Shake the hand that shook the world

Shoe-shine boy to champion, he'd fought and beaten many foes

Searching for the best break the black forties could afford them
Came these ever proud, world renowned, rowdy, roving men
With a firmness and a purpose that so many did dismiss
Sailed these huddled human ballasts on their stinking coffin ships

From the prison of their lonely hearts they labored long and hard
Of all needy, down trodden, rough and rowdy sons
Working eighteen hour days for the B.A.C, the B.A.C

Now the fog and smoke is lifting from the fallen row on row
In 1861 they prayed for god to keep their souls
Jimmy left home in April, that was one year to the day
Writes his mother back home in Brighton, but he ain't got much to say
He's forgotten what his town looks like, the smell of death is all around
He dreams of the blue atlantic to once again be homeward bound
Homeward bound

Bring around the fire, set me up and let me go
I ain't going down until I've had my fill
The chase is nearly ended, the party starts tonight
They said we'd never learn, we never will

So dance around the fire and kiss the finest girls
I'll see you all in hell, 'cause tonight there's no return
Make way for the mayhem, say goodbye to sorrow

Now there comes a time
in every man's life,
where decisions have to be made
whether to toil, to labor,
or just plain piss
your days away, away, away!

[Chorus:]

...Calling all americans of above-average intelligence...College graduates, apply today...

Come decimate dictatorships and over throw regimes in extoic far-off places,the vacation of your dreams.You'll assemble puppet governments and play the hand of God. We're an equal-opportunity crime fighting squad

-CHORUS-

Citizen C.I.A
Citizen C.I.A

You want something out of nothing, you want blood from a stone
To banish all your enemies and wish them safely home
Some would say insanity or crazy, better still
Cut off your nose to spite your face, for life you've lost all will
Now you've mingled with your demons and depression's your excuse
But your lack of conscious effort is a bourbon triple proof
You've expelled the for your lobby but they lurk behind the door
It's a noose of your own making and it's rotten to the core

We were born into nothing, hard up so to speak
But love and affection this family afforded me
Worries came early and often it seemed
Fate was not pleasant still I was redeemed
Then compassion soon faded to chaos
As they did their best all the while
When circumstance outweighs intention
Sometimes the mountain's just too hard to climb

Another wake, another time, a premature goodbye.
I've watched you go and I've seen you pass,
I always knew that it wouldn't last.
Together now we mourn the loss, and remember all the fun.
We'll drink the beer and we'll hang out where death took another son.
So all for one and one for all, do we ever wonder why?
Though the reasons clear, this friend so dear was taken before his time.

Where you gonna run to? Where you gonna hide?
Bodies on the floor no one's getting out alive
Death is in the air there's trouble all around
Now you got it coming This time you're going down
Deeds not words you should've told the truth
You're a liar and traitor and now we got the proof

Liar and a traitor

You've got no one to defend you, you're out on your own
Still fighting on the corner, you can never go home
In this world of temptation, in this city of sin
There's nothing that can save you, but a strength from within

(Chorus:) Because they'll do it again, they've done it before,
The Devils Brigade
Headed down a dead end road with the Devils Brigade

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.

Your dreams are in danger, and "We Must Rise"
Our time has come we are under the gun "It's Do or Die".

It's not a rebel cry of some socialist Scheme to push for human rights

At the first sing of hardship, many bite the hand that feeds
And when there's trouble, oh, they simply cut and run
And when there's fear, a man will slit the throat of his neighbor
In a desperate search for comfort and love

Don't tear us apart [x4]
Will you show us, some hidin' in this trouble, here where it starts
You won't tear us apart

The amber, the fire is starting to fade, but it's now that I make my best.
Give the angel of my shoulder a bright for the night, 'cause the devil ain't getting no rest.
I've got thousands of stories, you've heard them before, yet I tell them again and again.
Come on put up a stool now and buy me a drink and please think of me as a friend.

We live for the weekend, each city's the same,
There's a bar on the corner where they don't know your name.
There's plenty of drinks, they've been savin' your chair.

The barrel fire's fading

My pals are disappearing

Another night is passing but I won't go

It's 2AM at townie

By a lonely prison wall, I heard a young girl calling
"Michael, they have taken you away
For you stole Trevelyan'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 small free birds fly

Народная ирландская песня

Tim Finnegan lived in Watling Street
A gentle Irishman mighty odd
He'd a beautiful brogue so rich and sweet
To rise in the world he carried a hod
You see he'd sort of a tippling way
with love for a liquor poor Tim was born

For Boston, for Boston,
we sing our proud refrain
for Boston, for Boston
'tis wisdom's earthly fane
for here are all one
and our hearts are true
and the towers on the heights
reach the heavens own blue.

all of my dreams seem to fall by the side like a discarded thought or the day's fading light
but I know that if I could just see you tonight forever at times we may fall,
like we all tend to do but I'll reach out and find that I've run into you
your strength is the power that carried me through forever

Your kindness for weakness I never mistook I worried you often,
yet you understood that life is so fleeting,
these troubles won't last forever inspired me truly you did from the start to not be afraid

Ricky and Gar
Well, they took it too far
They didn't make it
They didn't make it

Chrissy and Stage
Though they made no mistakes
They didn't make it

Gonna be a blackout
Gonna nail me a black curtain up good an' tight
Gonna do what my air raid man says is right
I'm gonna pull down my shade an' turn out my light
There's gonna be a blackout, blackout tonight

Cause my town is big and my town is bright
My town can work and my town can fight

HANG ‘EM HIGH
(Written by Dropkick Murphys)

We waited together for the cowards to come
Outgunned and outnumbered but we wouldn’t run
No mercy, no quarter
They’ll pay for their sins
Now lower the cannons the battle begins

You want something out of nothing, you want blood from a stone
To banish all your enemies and wish them safely home
Some would say insanity or crazy, better still
Cut off your nose to spite your face, for life you've lost all will
Now you've mingled with your demons and depression's your excuse
But your lack of conscious effort is a bourbon triple proof
You've expelled the for your lobby but they lurk behind the door
It's a noose of your own making and it's rotten to the core

I'm a sailor peg
and I lost my leg
Climbing up the topsails
I 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 a sailor peg
And I lost my leg
Climbing up the top sails
I lost my leg!

I'm shipping up to Boston ... wayy-yooo!
I'm shipping up to Boston ... wayyyyyy-yo!
I'm shipping up to Boston ... wayy-yooo!

My first day out it rained
Eight years on a chain
For a crime that wasn't mind, I did the time
As the door swung shut behind me
I was left so lonely
No one remembered, no one was there
To hear my please to hear my prayers

I'm a sailor peg
And I lost my leg
Climbing up the topsails
I 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 leg
I've climbed 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 a sailor peg
and i've lost my leg
i've climbed 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

well i stumbled and i am all drunk and full of smoke
my wife said i have had enough, im sick, thats it, get out!
so i stumbled down to kellys pub across the edge of town
and i told the boys me story and we had another round

we'll drink, and drink, and drink, and drink, and drink, and drink and fight!
we'll drink, and drink, and drink, and drink, and drink, and drink and fight!
and if i see a pretty girl, ill sleep with her tonight!

We've gathered here to bid adieu
Us Boston boys, alas are few
Some from crosstown some from the coast
To give our skipper one last toast
We'll pour the good stuff round his casket
Drop some coin into the basket
Bow our heads and praise the Lord
Then rouse ourselves and strike a chord...

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 heard cry
Johnny I hardly knew ya

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 heard cry
Johnny I hardly knew ya

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 heard cry
Johnny I hardly knew ya

LOYAL TO NO ONE
(Written by Dropkick Murphys)

I first meet this man at the Capen Street Tracks
In no shape for success
Headed nowhere too fast
He may have been someone once
By the sound of his call

You’ve gotta pick yourself up by the bootstraps
No one’s gonna help you out when you fall
You’ve gotta find a way out of your problems
When you’re broke and you’re backed up against the wall
If you sleep on your only chances
They’ll never come around again
So dig deep and swing for the fences
You never know it might work out in the end

May the road to rise to meet you and the wind be at your back
And that's what dear old Dad would say
Remember, you're a man when you finally have your moment
See fate and fortune come your way

I wouldn't take you wisdom, Dad, would say
You said, some keep on working 'til the stars, one day, align
But maybe luck'll see them shine on stubborn fools like me and you

You say it's because we're boisterous!
You hate us 'cause we got our dignity!

We stand together proud and strong,
This is a place where we belong.
We got loyal friends, we keep our heads held high,
We'll stick together, you and I!
Don't need no guns or no drugs on our streets,

In a child's eye there's something I hope someday you'll know
A friend's dedication, it's something to behold
A mother's smile, it makes everything alright
To a women's caring hand I'll be holding on tonight

[Chorus:]
When you got love and we got family [x2]
Keep 'em close and don't forget

I'm a sailor peg
And I lost my leg
I climbed up the topsails
I lost my leg
I'm shipping up to boston
(whoa oh oh)
x3
I'm shipping off

Are we gonna make it, or is this how we go? (GO!)
Are we gonna take it sitting down? (Hell No!)
We're gonna cause a riot, we're gonna rip it up
We're gonna storm this gates, this place is going' up

Here we go, here we go
We're out of our heads, and it's starting to show
Here we go, here we go

Me and the gang, we were out on the town in my uninsured '88
It's time to get Maggie down at the bar
She said "Don't you punks dare be late!"

It was Saturday night on Hilltop Street
And everybody's dressed to spill
They were havin' a time for Mary O's boy Barry
Who had recently been jailed

Peg of my heart I love you
Don't let us part I love you
I always knew it would be you
Peg of my heart
Since I heard your lilting laughter
It's your Irish heart I'm after
Peg of my heart

It's friday night and the streets are filled with freaks,
come watch as the useless flock to the beat
of the techno noise that enhances their high,
a bomb's gonna blow and i think you know why!

[chorus]Everybody's running out,
bodies hit the ground,
you'd better take cover

Looking on a past where we still had a chance
We were pawns in a game that we could not win
Now we're alone just a pick an' stone
We're dreaming of a future where our ship comes in
Dreaming of a future where our ship comes in

Hey ho a prisoner's song
Hey ho a game we could not win

Driving down the highway and I've got no lights dreaming about my future,
But it's fading away in the night
What do you want out of life when you don't play by the rules
I've got no expectations and I fully expect to lose

'Cause I was born to ramble I was made to roll living my stickin' life in yesterday's rock and roll

I drink in dirty bars 'cause they serve bigger drinks and I don't own fancy cards

Well here, babe, look at you, and you with someone else,
Turned out like all the others, leave me by myself,
That's how it works I guess, and you like all the rest
Guess I can handle it, if that's the way it is

[Chorus]
'cause I'm in love with rock 'n' roll, satisfies my soul
If that's how it has to be, I won't get mad

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 be on my way

I traveled far and wide

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 be on my way

I traveled far and wide

The bed was still warm where I slept
From these hours I wish to forget
With the night still fresh on my breath
I awoke to the grim face of death

I thought it was all just a nightmare
I guess it was true

Something's gone wrong with the world today
What's the matter with the human race
Everybody's fighting for more power and money
Braveheart's a racist
The paperboy's a junkie

And what's with the role models for all our boys and girls
Anorexic skinny monsters who seem to rule the world

Now let me tell you a story
of a big ole' skinhead
On a tragic and fateful day
He put 10 cents in his pocket
kicked his wife and family
And went to ride on the M.B.T.A.

[chorus]

I know that you ain’t too pretty
God knows how much you suck
It’s a tragedy that you were born
I rue the day you wrote this

Soundtrack to a killing spree
Screwing kids for an easy buck
Soundtrack to a killing spree

Fifteen kids in a pickup truck your Chucks, a case of beer
Pack of Luckys, jeans rolled up your one way out of here
Heard them on a compilation we traded in the mail
Been waiting such a long time tonight we cannot fall
On the way to a matinee a Sunday hardcore show
They played it loud, they played it fast most folks don't want to know
Dancing hard, skank and slam the action never ends
Stagedive, kick, jump and flip pig pile on all your friends

Yeah, me and my girl we're acting up again all right
She ain't much of a looker, she can handle her Paraldehyde
You were up all night at the Captain's Table drinking Tanqueray gin by the old piano
Playing cards and smoking cigars 'til the sun came up
Or was it going down for the night?

[Chorus:]
Take another ride on the sunshine highway

I was at my weakest state
And you kept me pushing on
You gave me something to believe in
And it keeps me standing strong
These lessons that I've learned
These things I'll carry on
And when you're gone I'll honor you
Each day, however long

When the boss comes callin' they'll put us down
When the boss comes callin' gotta stand your ground
When the boss comes callin' don't believe their lies

When the boss comes callin' his take his toll
When the boss comes callin' don't you sell your soul
When the boss comes callin' we gotta organize

His fists was raised fury
The signal came at dawn
An army at the ready
Their vengeance will be strong

The kingdom (will always make its worth)
The martry (will soon fall on his sword)
The freedom (the battle rages on)

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

He came from nothing he tried them all
you gotta live low before you see them fall
Always a loser he lost his shine
they had no idea what kept the beast alive

But Franky's gonna be alright
Yeah Franky's gonna be alright
They said he was broken never coming back

Murphy, Murphy, darling dear
I long for you now night and day
Your pain was my pleasure, your sorrow my joy
I feel now I've lost you to health and good cheer

Darcy, when I met you I was five years too young
A boy beyond his age, or so I'd tell someone
Anyone who'd listen and a few who couldn't care

By a lonely prison wall,
I heard a young girl calling
Michael, they have taken you away,
For you stole Trevelyan's corn,
So the young might see the morn.
Now a prison ship lies waiting in the bay.

Low lie the fields of Athenry

The Fighting 69th
Dropkick Murphys
Come all you gallant heroes,
And along with me combined
I'll sing a song, it won't take long,
Of the Fighting Sixty Ninth
They're a band of men brave, stout and bold,
From Ireland they came

Well the devil's nipping at your heels and this time it's for real
A lonely hunger starts to gnaw as you wish away the pain
Of another desperate dead end day forever filled with sadness
To forget about the pain you take your bottle, drink your grave

(Chorus:) Singing Hail, Hail, the Gangs All Here.
Leave your worries at the door boy, they're not going anywhere
Hail, hail the gang's all here

Well the devil's nipping at your heels and this time it's for real
A lonely hunger starts to gnaw as you wash away the pain
Of another desperate dead end day forever filled with sadness
To forget about the pain you take your bottle, drink your grain

Singing Hail, Hail, the Gangs All Here.
Leave your worries at the door boy, they're not going anywhere
Hail, hail the gang's all here

Well, I just got back from a break in the fight
I was weighing in heavy but still feeling alright
All I hear in the distance, mines and shells
Here come the sirens wailing, another attack to be repelled

Do you think we're gonna make it?
I don't know unless we try
You could sit here scared to move, or we could take them by surprise

The Green Fields Of France (No Man's Land)
(Written by Eric Bogle)

Well how do you do young Willie McBride
Do you mind if I sit here down by your graveside
And rest for a while in the warm summer sun
I've been walking all day and I'm nearly done
And I see by your gravestone you were only 19

I'm heading for a life in the land of the free
Sending every penny home to the family
Off to find fortunes that can't be bought
Now Paddy's struck down from a single shot

Paddy's struck down from a single shot!

They lured the men away they promised wealth and riches

On the Fourth of July, 1806
We set sail 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
She was rigged fore and aft
And oh, how the wild wind drove her
She stood several blasts

If they can make a law
Then I can break a law
If I can break a law
Will the law break me?
It comes tumbling down again
I can't comprehend
Is it destiny?
A nomadic state

In the merry month of June from me home I started,
Left the girls of Tuam so sad and broken hearted,
Saluted father dear, kissed me darlin' mother!
Then drank a pint of beer, tears and grief to smother
Then off to reap the corn, leave where I was born,
Cut a stout black thorn to banish ghosts and goblins!
Bought a pair of brogues rattling o'er the bogs
And fright'ning all the dogs on the rocky road to Dublin!

[Chorus:]
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
True loves finds a kiss beneath fresh mistletoe

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 from city to city running around looking for chicks over four hundred pounds

One night at the pub a girl caught his eye big as a house,
just the right size the broad was enormous,

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!!

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(Hey! )
They've been taken away

This is how you fight the system.
This is how you right the wrongs.
This is where you look for justice pointing
fingers where they don’t belong
Is is where your futures brightest,
I think it’s where it falls apart
No ones gonna hear you crying lying down
With your broken bleeding heart.

Wash away,
All the lines on your face that show how you've aged
It's a long way down-
Your back's been broken you can't make the rounds
The tables are turned as the litany goes...
You're a rotten old man who'll be covered in dirt
On your knees
And pray to the maker that cause you the bleed

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 to box in a city that's seen their share

chorus:

Go! Go! Black and gold!
Old-time hockey, bar the door
Clear the track it's all-out war
Light the lamp, throw a hit
Black and gold never quit
The barn is full, our team's in town

Young kids in Catholic schools
Elderly parents living under your roof
You pay the bills and you pay the price
You don't back down and you won't play nice
The disgraced values of the company man
Are why you fight and sacrifice
Don't bend or break for their one-way rules
Or run from battles you know you'll lose

I once met a young girl filled with fire,
That saw through my front to this shell of a man
She knew I'd be a handful from the start,
This strong willed woman had an angels heart
The holes in these wings don't allow me to fly
So you'd better brace for a life of pain,
And if fate is the path to this better life
Somehow I feel you'll never see the faces change

Now hear me all you victims
Come listen, gather around
For now we'll tell the story of four brothers in the ground
One died from the bottle though he wouldn't harm a fly
He froze in the south end alley
Behind a gin mill left to die
And another died by the bullet at the hand's of a sniper's gun
In the valley of the Nha-Trang for a war we never won

So you say you fell in love
And you're gonna get married
Raise yourself a family
How simple life can be
Somewhere it all went wrong
And your plan just fell apart
And you aint got the heart
to finish what you started

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 mines
We've often been told to keep up with the times
For our skills are not needed, they've streamlined the job

A feeling inside in the back of my head
Like a song you still know from so long ago
And I wouldn't change a thing
Like a car driving by triggers something in my mind
Am I retrieving my direction or just charging forward blind
Am I everything that you wanted me to be
Have I lost that condition, a connection I couldn't see

We are the ones who will never be broken
We are the ones who survive
This is the sound that brings us together
You are the one by our side

CHORUS:
And through it all, the spirit's alive
And through it all, your spirit's alive

I'm a sailor peg
And I lost my leg
Climbing up the top sails
I lost my leg!

I'm shipping up to Boston ... wayy-yooo!
I'm shipping up to Boston ... wayyyyyy-yo!
I'm shipping up to Boston ... wayy-yooo!