Titres les plus populaires de Shane MacGowan & The Popes
Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Shane MacGowan & The Popes
Chant
Bob Dowling
Chœurs
Daniel Heatley
Batterie
Paul McGuinness
Chœurs
Berni France
Basse
Kieran Kiely
Accordéon
Tom McManamon
Banjo
Johnny Myers
Violon folklorique
Sarah Jane Tuff
Saxophone alto
Jeremy Max Finer
Banjo
Bernard Noël McKenna
Banjo
Brian David Robertson
Guitare
Johnny Depp
Guitare
Kieran O'Hagan
Guitare
Rick Trevan
Saxophone ténor
Paul Taylor
Trombone
Dick Cuthell
Trompette
Tomás Lynch
Cornemuse irlandaise
Colm O'Maonlaí
Sifflet
Peter Richard Stacy
Sifflet
John Sheahan
Violon folklorique
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Christy Moore
Composition
Shane MacGowan
Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Shane MacGowan & The Popes
Production
Chris Dickie
Ingénierie
Darren Westbrook
Ingénierie
Niall Flynn
Ingénierie
Richard Rainey
Ingénierie
Steve Musters
Ingénierie
Steve Brown
Ingénierie de mixage
Dave Jordan
Production
Paroles
See the moon is once more rising
Above our our land of black and green
Hear the rebel's voice is calling
I shall not die, though you bury me
Hear the aunt in bed a dying
Where is my Johnny?
Faded pictures in the hallway
Which one of these brown ghosts is he?
Fare thee well, my black haired diamond
Fare the well, my own Aisling
Thoughts of and dreams of you will haunt me
'Til I come back home again
And the wind, it blows to the north and south
And blows to the east and west
I'll be just like that wind, my love
For I will have no rest, 'til I return to thee
And the wind, it blows to the north and south
And blows to the east and west
I'll be just like that wind, my love
For I will have no rest, 'til I return to thee
Bless the wind that shakes the barley
Curse the spade and curse the plough
Waking in the morning early
I wish to hell, I was with you now
One, two, three, four telephone poles
Give me a drink of poitin'
Madness from the mountains crawling
When I first met you, my own Aisling
Fare thee well, my black haired diamond
Fare the well, my own Aisling
Thoughts of and dreams of you will haunt me
'Til I come back home again
Fare thee well, my black haired diamond
Fare the well, my own Aisling
Thoughts of and dreams of you will haunt me
'Til I come back home again
Fare thee well, my black haired diamond
Fare the well, my own Aisling
Thoughts of and dreams of you will haunt me
'Til I come back home again
Fare thee well, my black haired diamond
Fare the well, my own Aisling
Thoughts of and dreams of you will haunt me
'Til I come back home again
Writer(s): Shane Patrick Lysaght Macgowan
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