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Karaokê Thousands Are Sailing - The Pogues

Esta música é uma versão de Thousands Are Sailing, popularizada por The Pogues

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Sobre

Com coros (com ou sem vozes na versão KFN)

Tempo: variável (aproximadamente 126 BPM)

Tonalidade idêntica ao original: Lá

Duração: 05:27 - Visualizar: 02:34

Ano de lançamento: 1988
Estilos: Folk, Pop, Em inglês
Autor Original: Philip Chevron

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Letra Thousands Are Sailing

The island it is silent now but the ghosts still haunt the waves
And a torch lights up a famished man whom fortune could not save
Did you work upon the railroad?
Did you rid the streets of crime?
Were your dollars from the White House?
Were they from the five and dime?
Did the old songs taunt or cheer you and did they still make you cry?
Did you count the months and years or did your teardrops quickly dry?
Ah, no, says he, 'twas not to be on a coffin ship I came here
And I never even got so far that they could change my name
Thousands are sailing across the western ocean
To a land of opportunity that some of them will never see
Fortune prevailing across the western ocean
Their bellies full their spirits free they'll break the chains of poverty
And they'll dance
In Manhattan's desert twilight in the death of afternoon
We stepped hand in hand on Broadway like the first man on the moon
And "The Blackbird" broke the silence as you whistled it so sweet
And in Brendan Behan's footsteps
I danced up and down the street
Then we said goodnight to Broadway giving it our best regards
Tipped our hats to Mister Cohan dear old Times Square's favorite bard
Then we raised a glass to JFK and a dozen more besides
When I got back to my empty room
I suppose I must have cried
Thousands are sailing again across the ocean
Where the hand of opportunity draws tickets in a lottery
Postcards we're mailing of sky-blue skies and oceans
From rooms the daylight never sees where lights don't glow on Christmas trees
And we dance to the music and we dance
Thousands are sailing across the western ocean
Where the hand of opportunity draws tickets in a lottery
Wherever we go, we celebrate the land that makes us refugees
From fear of Priests with empty plates from guilt and weeping effigies
And we dance to the music and we dance

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