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Vinegar Hill letra
The sun was settin' the rocks on fire
The fields blisterin' with the heat
When the militia came marchin' through our town
Knockin' sparks off the little streets
The priest watched them from his front door
The sweat sparklin' on his skin
When they burned his little chapel down
He grabbed his missal and his gun
I must go down to wexford town
Where the lightnin cracks the air
And the people sing of freedom
They've banished all despair
The coward dies a million times
The freeman dies just once
So here's to you revolution
May your flame keep burnin' 'til
We meet our armageddon
Up high on vinegar hill
The priest's name was citizen murphy
I didn't like him much
He didn't believe in the rights of man
Just the power of the catholic church
But i never saw a man as brave
I'd follow him to hell
Or to death in enniscorthy
On that godforsaken hill
Fr. murphy:
"i get down on my knees everyday
And i pray to my god
But his face he has turned away
From his people
I have racked my brains for a compromise
But to what end?
Only one question remains
Why have you deserted me, oh christ?
The bishop advises that all arms must be surrendered
Leaving ourselves defenseless
Against his majesty and his royal plunderers
But if the bishop be a pawn
I must ask myself whether it is better
To die like a dog in a ditch
Or rise up with my people - the poor against the rich?
I return to my prayers
And reflect upon your tortured lips
But not a word do i hear
Just a veil of silence around the crucifix
And i remember the bishop's words
"when faith is gone, all hope is lost"
Well, so be it,
I will rise up with my people
And to hell with the eternal cost!"
The sun beat down on the fields of corn
The sweat was in our eyes
When we heard the militia approachin'
With their trumpets and their fifes
The priest rode by on his silver horse
The fire had cleansed his soul
He said "let's strike a blow for freedom, boys,"
Then we blew that scum right off the road
I must go down to wexford town
Where the lightnin' cracks the air
And the people sing of freedom
They've banished all despair
The coward dies a million times
The freeman dies just once
So here's to you revolution
May your flame keep burnin' 'til
We meet our armageddon
Up high - on vinegar hill
Black 47 - Letras
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- American Wake
- Black '47
- Black Rose
- Blood Wedding
- Bobby Sands Mp
- Brooklyn Girls
- Brooklyn, Goodbye
- Change
- Czechoslovakia
- Danny Boy
- Different Drummer
- Downtown Baghdad Blues
- Elvis Murphy
- Fanatic Heart
- Fatima
- Fiona's Song
- Fire Of Freedom
- Five Points
- Forty-deuce
- Funky Ceílí (bridie's Song)
- Go Home Paddy
- Green Suede Shoes
- Her Dear Old Donegal
- Into The West
- James Connolly
- Kilroy Was Here
- Life's Like That, Isn't It?
- Liverpool Fantasy
- Livin' In America
- Losin' It
- Maria's Wedding
- My Love Is In New York
- My Uncle Jim
- Mychal
- New York Town
- New York, New York 10009
- Oh Maureen
- On The Banks Of The Hudson
- Orphan Of The Storm
- Paul Robeson (born To Be Free)
- Road To Ruin
- Rockin' The Bronx
- Rory
- Sam Hall
- San Patricio Brigade
- Staten Island Baby
- The Bells Of Hell
- The Big Fellah
- The Day They Set Jim Larkin Free
- The Far Side Of The Wall
- The Girl Next Door
- Time To Go
- Too Late To Turn Back
- Vinegar Hill
- Voodoo City
- Walk All The Days (Black 47 Version)
- Who Killed Bobby Fuller?
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