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Lyr Add: The Pub Musician's Complaint
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Subject: Lyr Add: THE PUB MUSICIAN'S COMPLAINT (D Murphy)^^ From: Mikey joe Date: 20 Nov 01 - 05:59 AM THE PUB MUSICIAN’S COMPLAINT (Don Murphy from Cork)
Say two acts of contrition for the poor pub musician.
CURFÁ
Now we’re sitting down here and we’re playing a few tunes.
Now the same individual won’t be there when you start
So come all you fleadh cowboys. I’ll do things my way.
Well, every known creature has a female equivalent,
So come all you fleadh cowboys. I’ll do things my way.
So to all you auld messers, give us proper order
So come all you fleadh cowboys. I’ll do things my way.
Mj |
Subject: RE: Lyr Add: Pub Musicians Complaint From: Mikey joe Date: 20 Nov 01 - 06:01 AM NAMAJAYSUS Why do I keep doing that????? Mj |
Subject: Lyr Add: THE JACK DEMPSEY'S PARTIN' GLASS From: InOBU Date: 20 Nov 01 - 07:15 AM Here is another pub rudeness song, a post I made years ago, before I learned HTML, so I will repost with proper line breaks. --Larry Another rudeness story and a song, if you sing it, please acknowledge the fact it was written my myself, Larry Otway. I have to say, it came out of an event where pool players were shouting during singing, and when I invited them to shout and make noise during ceili tunes, and not the singing, it led to a near fist fight. The bar was, at first less than helpful; however, they did come round very nicely and changed the room for the session. However, after being held out as the aggressor for telling pool players to keep the noise down, I left the bar, returning an hour latter with the following, it can be sung to the tune of England's Motorway ("Remember, lad, he's still your dad though he's working far away."). So in fairness, Jack Dempsey's is trying to be ballad friendly. But the song expresses some modern truths, I hope. Remember, if you sing this to raise a glass to my dad, a miner, singer and novelist, and a union man, who sang in the most improbable places while alive and sinning. THE JACK DEMPSEY'S PARTIN' GLASS Dad why don't you sing a song, the way you used to do, When granddaddy was still alive, and playin' along with you? Those songs you sung, I miss so much! I wish I'd learned them all. It been so long since I heard you sing, I barely can recall. I'm sorry, son. In this ol' pub, it's just too bloody loud. They've got a new pool table and they've got a different crowd. The fellas who stop in here now are the new working class, A-workin' at computers all day sittin' on their ass. They aren't good honest miners like your granddaddy and me. I don't expect that the most of 'em ever toiled upon the sea. They never fought the workers' fight. They never faced the gun That the bosses used to try and make us fear and run. I think their heads are filled with junk, like micro-circuitry. Ah son, the world has gone to hell. It's just a misery; And if the pool is not enough, there's the bloody ol' TV. With so many yaboos now, there's no room for you and me. And when the yaboos want some fun, they play their bloody noise, Shovin' all them hard-earned bills in the juke box, brilliant boys! That's why pub owners love them so, 'cause when they want to dance, The silver and the paper bills come pouring out their pants. It was not very long ago, there was a drink for free For the ones who brought the tunes to a pub like Jack Dempsey; But now we're treated just the same as the fellas at the bar, And the loudmouth pool players, they are treated best by far. And if you ever want to know just how this came to be, Remember that the unions came from singers just like me; But union folk don't own the pubs or program the TV. Corporate culture's meant to keep you dumb as dumb can be. All the best, Larry |
Subject: Lyr Add:THE PUB MUSICIAN'S COMPLAINT (Don Murphy) From: McGrath of Harlow Date: 20 Nov 01 - 08:20 AM Great stuff. Both of them. Here's Don Murphy's song with the breaks. I hope they're in the right place.
THE PUB MUSICIAN'S COMPLAINT
Say two acts of contrition
CURFÁ
Now we're sitting down here
Now the same individual
So come all you fleadh cowboys
Well every known creature
So come all you fleadh cowboys
So come all you fleadh cowboys (Too true. And with sessions in England we've got the Public Entertainment hassles as well hovering over us.) |
Subject: RE: Lyr Add: Pub Musicians Complaint From: Mikey joe Date: 20 Nov 01 - 08:42 AM Thank you McGrath Much appreciated Also by the way I forgot to include the Chorus between the 2nd and 3rd verses. I'm sure ye all spotted that though. I was just seeing if ye were paying attention Mj
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