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Karaokê Joe McDonnell - The Wolfe Tones

Esta música é uma versão de Joe McDonnell, popularizada por The Wolfe Tones

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Sobre

Com coros (com ou sem vozes na versão KFN)

Tempo: variável (aproximadamente 107 BPM)

Tonalidade idêntica ao original: Ré

Duração: 07:14 - Visualizar: 05:12

Ano de lançamento: 1983
Estilos: Celta, Folk, Em inglês
Autor Original: Brian Warfield

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Letra Joe McDonnell

Oh me name is Joe McDonnell
From Belfast town I came
That city
I will never see again
For in the town of Belfast
I spent many happy days
I love that town in oh so many ways
For it's there I spent my childhood and found for me a wife
I then set out to make for her a life
But all my young ambitions met with bitterness and hate
I soon found myself inside a prison gate
And you dared to call me a terrorist while you looked down your gun
When I think of all the deeds that you had done
You had plundered many nations
Divided many lands
You had terrorized their peoples
You ruled with an iron hand
And you brought this reign of terror to my land
Through those many months internment in the Maidstone and the Maze
I thought about my land throughout those days
Why my country was divided
Why I was now in jail
Imprisoned without crime or without trial
And though I love my country
I am not a bitter man
I've seen cruelty and injustice at first hand
So then one fateful mornin'
I shook bold freedom's hand
For right or wrong
I'd try to free my land
And you dared to call me a terrorist while you looked down your gun
When I think of all the deeds that you had done
You had plundered many nations
Divided many lands
You had terrorized their peoples
You ruled with an iron hand
And you brought this reign of terror to my land
Then one cold October's mornin' trapped in a lion's den
I found myself in prison once again
I was committed to the H-blocks for fourteen years or more
On the blanket the conditions they were poor
Then a hunger strike we did commence for the dignity of man
But it seemed to me that no one gave a damn
But now I am a saddened man
I've watched my comrades die
If only people cared or wondered why
And you dared to call me a terrorist while you looked down your gun
When I think of all the deeds that you had done
You had plundered many nations
Divided many lands
You had terrorized their peoples
You ruled with an iron hand
And you brought this reign of terror to my land
May God shine on you
Bobby Sands for the courage you have shown
May your glory and your fame be widely known
And Francis Hughes and Ray McCreesh who died unselfishly
And Patsy O'Hara and the next in line is me
And those who lie behind me
May your courage be the same
And I pray to God my life is not in vain
Ah but sad and bitter was the year of nineteen eighty-one
For everything I've lost and nothing's won

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