Dropkick Murphys Album

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For Boston for Boston, we sing our proud refrain for Boston for Boston 'tis
wisdom's earthly fame
for here are all one and our hearts are true and the towers on the heights reach
the heavens own blue.
for boston for boston 'til the echoes ring again!

For Boston for Boston thy glory is our own
for Boston for Boston 'tis here that truth is known
and ever with a right shall our heirs be found 'til time shall be no more and
thy work is crowned

[Dedicated to the memory of John Kelly]

Say hey Johnny boy, the battle call.
United we stand, divided we fall.
Together we are what we can't be alone,
We came to this country, you made it our home.
This man so humble, this man so brave.
A legend to many, he fought to his grave.
Saved family and friends from the hardship and horror,
in a land of depression he gave hope for tomorrow.
Say Johnny me boy, this ones for you.
With the strength of many and the courage of few.
To what do we owe this man who's fight was for the masses, he gave his life.
Say hey Johnny boy, the battle call United we stand, divided we fall.
Together we are what we can't be alone, we came to this country, you made it our
home.
A friend to the locals who dabbled in crime.
He'd give you a job and he'd give you his time.
He wasn't a crook, but he couldn't be conned.
John knew the difference
between right and wrong.
Say Johnny me boy, you live no longer,
Others forgotten, your memory's stronger.
Lets drink to the causes in your life:
Your family, your friends, the union, your wife.
Say hey Johnny boy, the battle call.
United we stand, divided we fall.
Together we are what we can't be alone.
We came to this country, you made it our home.
And the boys on the docks needed John for sure.
When they came to this
country he opened the door.
He said "Man I'll tell ya, they don't like our kind.
Though it starts with a fist it must end with your mind."
Say hey Johnny boy, the battle call.
United we stand, divided we fall.
Together we are what we can't be alone.

Now I saw a man stand up one day and fight to save his life, just a common
worker, Supporting his kids and his wife, he Put a plug in his jug things looked
Up for sure but the whole damn Thing of it was there is no blasted cure. I've
seen a few men go "The Road of the Righteous" and a few have traveled "This Old
Lonely Path" I've seen a few men go "The Road of the Righteous" by God I'm sure
we'll see some more "Go there Blessed Way." Hey it's gonna, take some foot work
to Get you on your way, they'll Be pit-fally and some cat-calls but Hard you
must persist, cause life Is so precious and we have only got one shot, so if you
Move along and you stay God Strong all the treasures will be got. I've seen a
few men go "The Road of the Righteous" and a few have traveled "This Old Lonely
Path" I've seen a few men go "The Road of the Righteous" by God I'm sure we'll
see some more "Go there Blessed Way." Now I say a man stand up one day and fight
to save his life Just a common worker, Supporting his kids and his wife, he Put
a plug in his jug things looked Up for sure but the whole damn Thing of it was
there is no blasted cure. I've seen a few men go "The Road of the Righteous" and
a few have traveled "This Old Lonely Path" I've seen a few men go "The Road of

I once met a young girl filled with fire,
That saw through my front to this shell of a man
She knew I'd be a handful from the start,
This strong willed woman had an angels heart
The holes in these wings don't allow me to fly
So you'd better brace for a life of pain,
And if fate is the path to this better life
Somehow I feel you'll never see the faces change

[Chorus:]
Through thick and thin,
She stood by you
She held the key to my broken heart

I look back and wonder,
Sit and ponder.
How I could have ever neglected you.
For the blood soaked soil on the old ball field,
I gambled on a hand I wasn't ready to lose
But if the tables were turned and I faced the troubles,
Tough times and struggles I put you through
I'd of been there as you were through horror and hardship
My life and my love are pledged to you.

[Chorus]

Remember the nights she waited and wondered,
fused to a myth that it had taken it's toll.
But this Godless man has mended his way,
Never again will she be alone.

I remember it well,
Still I always knew that she was destined to be my bride
This woman had pride,
She was full of life.
I could see the passion in her eyes.
She thought she found a man,
But she fell for the devil
An evil monster in disguise.
Now I'll honor and obey,
Forever stay.
True to you, my Irish rose

Well I just got back from a break in the fight I was weighing in heavy but still
feeling alright
all I hear in the distance mines and shells
here come the sirens wailing another attack to be repelled
do you think we're gonna make it?
I don't know unless we try
you could sit here scared to move or we could take them by surprise
it's submission that they want
it's surrender that they need
when we're doing it their way their aims will be achieved

They're gonna come when you're not ready
when you're not to well-prepared
they're gonna prey upon your weakness no man's soul is ever spared
you've got to stand up, yeah, and fight them
show them what it's all about this man is not for sale there will be no backing
down

[Chorus:]
Stand up and fight and I'll stand up with you!
We shall succeed

They won't get me they won't get me
thought they never cease to try
they won't get me they won't get me
I would rather fight and die
they won't get me they won't get me
well my friend will they get you?
when they get you when they get

In the merry month of June, From my home I started,
Left the girls of Tuam, Nearly broken hearted,
Saluted father dear, Kissed my darlin' mother,
Drank a pint of beer, My grief and tears to smother,
Then off to reap the corn, And leave where I was born,
I cut a stout blackthorn, To banish ghost and goblin,
In a brand new pair of brogues, I rattled o'er the bogs,
And frightened all the dogs, On the rocky road to Dublin.

One, two, three, four, five

In Mullingar that night, I rested limbs so weary,
Started by daylight, Next mornin' light and airy,
Took a drop of the pure, To keep my heart from sinkin',
That's an Irishman's cure, Whene'er he's on for drinking.
To see the lasses smile, Laughing all the while,
At my curious style, 'Twould set your heart a-bubblin'.
They ax'd if I was hired, The wages I required,
Till I was almost tired, Of the rocky road to Dublin.

One, two, three, four, five
Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road and all the way to Dublin,
whack-fol-la-de-da!

In Dublin next arrived, I thought it such a pity,
To be so soon deprived, A view of that fine city.
Then I took a stroll, All among the quality,
My bundle it was stole, In a neat locality;
Something crossed my mind, Then I looked behind;
No bundle could I find, Upon my stick a wobblin'.
Enquirin' for the rogue, They said my Connacht brogue,
Wasn't much in vogue, On the rocky road to Dublin.

One, two, three, four, five
Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road and all the way to Dublin,
whack-fol-la-de-da!

From there I got away, My spirits never failin'
Landed on the quay As the ship was sailin';
Captain at me roared, Said that no room had he,
When I jumped aboard, A cabin found for Paddy,
Down among the pigs I played some funny rigs,
Danced some hearty jigs, The water round me bubblin',
When off Holyhead, I wished myself was dead,
Or better far instead, On the rocky road to Dublin.

One, two, three, four, five
Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road and all the way to Dublin,
whack-fol-la-de-da!

The boys of Liverpool, When we safely landed,
Called myself a fool; I could no longer stand it;
Blood began to boil, Temper I was losin',
Poor ould Erin's isle They began abusin',
"Hurrah my soul," sez I, My shillelagh I let fly;
Some Galway boys were by, Saw I was a hobble in,
Then with a loud hurray, They joined in the affray.
We quickly cleared the way, For the rocky road to Dublin.

One, two, three, four, five
Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road and all the way to Dublin,
whack-fol-la-de-da!
One, two, three, four, five
Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road and all the way to Dublin,

And so the story's told of a hearty group of men it's a tale of their triumphs
and their woes.
Be it raids and melees ancient or the modern worker's struggle
that inspires men to stand up for their rights.
And should we fall down by the wayside in this ever-changing world
we can look back to these heroes of our past.
With their staunch determination and ferocious iron will,
no tyranny would quell them in their task.

It's an age-old situation with an ever-present message:
that time and tide waiteth for no man.
So without fear of confrontation of the consequence of outcome,
it's for freedom and for happiness they toiled.
An in looking to the future,
we can see a better place where we can shake the yoke of tyranny for all.
It's been paved by generations who have gone now to their rest.
It's just remembrance of their dignity we ask.

[Chorus:]
So come on rally round this brave and valiant cause with tradition, pride, and
honor at its core.
With swords drawn to defend stood stood these noble-hearted men
Faugh-an-ballagh,
clear the way, me boys!!

Under perilous conditions with small hope of success they left behind the lives
that they once led
and by virtue of their fortitude and single-minded strength
they cleared the way for the people of today
so when we think back to our ancestors respectfully we hark
and thank the men whose struggle broke the chain it's a long road up ahead of us
let's forge on while we're strong and leave our mark of honor once again

So the story has been told and it comes now to an end.
It's setting any era, any land.
When abusive tyrants force the hands of matters great or small,

Tim Finnegan lived in Watling Street, A gentle Irishman - Mighty Odd - He'd a
beautiful brogue So rich and sweet, to rise in the world He carried a hod, You
see He'd sort of a Trippling way: with love for a liquor Poor Tim was born, to
help him on with His work each day, He'd a drop of the Craythor every morn'. One
morning Tim was rather full, his head felt Heavy, which made him shake, fell
from the Ladder and broke his skull, so they carried Him home, his corpse to
wake, rolled Him up in a nice clean sheat, and laided Him upon the bed, A bottle
of Whiskey At his feet, and a gallon of Porter At his head. And whack Fol-De-Dah
now dance to your Partner, welt the floor, your trotters shake Wasn't it the
truth I told Ye Lots of fun at Finnegan's Wake. His friends assembled at his
wake And Missus Finnegan called for lunch First they brought in tay and cake
Then pipes, tobacco and Whiskey Punch Biddy OBrien begged to cry, such a Nice
clean corpse did you see Arrah hold your gob see Paddy Magee. And whack
Fol-De-Dah now dance to your Partner, welt the floor, your trotters shake Wasn't
it the truth I told Ye Lots of fun at Finnegan's Wake. Then O Connor took up the
job "Arrah!" Biddy says she Ye're wrong I'm Sure, Biddy then gave her a belt on
The gob and left her sprawling on the Floor, there the war did soon engage Woman
to Woman and Man to Man Shillelah-law was all the rage, an A Row and a Ruction
soon began Mickey Maloney raised his head when a bottle Of Whickey flew at him,
it missed him falling on The Bed, the liquor scattered over Tim, Tim Revives,
see how he rises, Timothy rising from the bed Whirl your Whisky around like
blazes Tonamondeal, do ye think I'm dead. And whack Fol-De-Dah now dance to your
Partner, welt the floor, your trotters shake Wasn't it the truth I told Ye Lots

Our father was a union man some day I'll be one too.
The bosses fired daddy what's our family gonna do?
Come all you good workers good news to you
I'll tell of how the good old union has come in here to dwell.

[Chorus:]
Which side are you on?
Which side are you on?

My daddy was miner and I'm a miner's son
and I'll stick with the union 'til every battles done.

They say in Marlan County there are no neutrals there
you'll either be a union man or a thug for J.H. Blair

Oh workers can you stand it?
Oh tell me how you can will you be a lousy scab or will you be a man?
Don't scab for the bosses don't listen to their lies

It's time we stood up for ourselves so get up off your knees.
We'll shake off our detractors and attain our hopes and dreams
and if we fall prey to in-fighting, we're never gonna win,
so put aside your differences, sing loud, sing proud

We won't listen to their stories or be waylaid by their lies
it's a dram that's still attainable for kids like you and I
So if we all stand together singing one defiant song
our voice will reach the heavens, so sing with all your heart

[Chorus:]
Join us in a song
we shall rise and sing stand up and be counted
sing a song for liberty join us in this song
together we shall sing rise up and be counted
sing it loud, sing it proud

We've been brutalized and crucified, the brunt of their attacks,
is corruption not their trademark and compassion what they lack?
If we can realize our common goals,
the end of which is plain united and now stronger,

Another Wake,
Another Time,
A Premature Goodbye.
I've watched you go and seen you pass,
I always knew it wouldn't last.
Together now we mourn the loss, and remember all the fun.
We'll Drink the beer and hang out where death took another son.
So all for one and one for all, do we ever wonder why.
Though the reasons clear, this friend so dear was taken before his time.

[Chorus:]
So may this round be on the corpse of a dead man,
with a toast that tells of a love you never shared.
So as we dance on the grave of the misbehaved . .
Raise your glass!
And sing the praise of a fallen soul.

Many bow their heads for this man they know so well,
with solemn thoughts they'll drink and drug for a resurrection.
(Facing death we fear no danger)
While Mothers shed their tears through a vail of desperation
these fiends of a vicious breed raise holy hell.

[Chorus]

How many times can fate be changed,
the dice be rolled is there no path of least resistance,
for the bold (It's never sought and rarely taken)

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Wash away all the lines on your face that show how you've aged it's a long way
down
your back's been broken you can't make the rounds the tables are turned as the
litany goes...
you're a rotten old man who'll be covered in dirt on your knees
and pray to the maker that caused you to bleed

[Chorus:]
Turn back the hand on the clock
you're a bitter old man who's done nothing
but work your hands to the bone on the assembly lines
you've grown cold to the touch of the ones that you love
ignorance is something you can't over come but you've passed it on down
and that's something much worse for a bitter young man...
is now taking the torch

Silent scorn - you've taken it out on the ones you adore Inside rage
they've left you before but they'll come back again
they'll pray for you with all their love
but this time your indifference just can't be excused Forced amends
well it's something you'll die with but it goes on for them...

Well the devil's nipping at your heels and this time it's for real
A lonely hunger starts to gnaw as you wish away the pain
Of another desperate dead end day forever filled with sadness
To forget about the pain you take your bottle, drink your grave

[Chorus:] Singing Hail, Hail, the Gangs All Here.
Leave your worries at the door boy, they're not going anywhere
Hail, hail the gang's all here
When the going gets tough, I know my friends will still be there
Well you're walking down the road and the wind is in your face
You're down and out and the unemployment line's a mile long
The money in your pocket may not get you through the day
But cheer up son I know a place where mugs like us belong

[Chorus]

Pick your heart up off the ground though I'm sure it weights a ton
You're no better or no worse than any mothers son
Though you're up against all odds and you're backed against the wall
You recall the cheer, "The Gang's All Here" and shout!

"Never take your loved ones for granted: they could be gone tomorrow"
all of my dreams seem to fall by the side like a discarded thought or the day's
fading light
but I know that if I could just see you tonight forever at times we may fall,
like we all tend to do but I'll reach out and find that I've run into you
your strength is the power that carried me through forever

Your kindness for weakness I never mistook I worried you often,
yet you understood that life is so fleeting,
these troubles won't last forever inspired me truly you did from the start to
not be afraid
and to follow my heart there's a piece of you with me they can't tear apart
forever

Forever I'll find you, forever we'll be

I'll tell you a story, believe me it's true
a tale you'd best hope never happens to you old spicy mcHaggis,
how he met his fate you I can save, but for him it's too late

Spicy was big, burly and strong his pipes were gigantic,
and so was his schlong from city to city running around looking for chicks over
four hundred pounds

One night at the pub a girl caught his eye big as a house,
just the right size the broad was enormous,
stacked to the hilt spicy soon noticed a bulge in his kilt
the piper delivered his best pick-up line thought to himself,
"this beast is all mine" the portly young lady could stand for no more
grabbed his cojones and went for the door

They got to her house and dimmed all the lights
Spicy was in for one hell of a night he said that he loved her,
he'd always be true "But Mr. McHaggis, I've only just met you!!"

By now he saw double through his drunken eyes
neither had looks or appropriate size he came to his sense,
thought to himself, "At this time of night I won't find nothing else" he took
off his shirt,
she lifted her skirt, they pulled out his unit and stared to play she asked for
a glove,
he gave her a shove, had baby McHaggis nine months to-the-day.

Now let me tell you about a man named John Law He's a neighborhood cop the
toughest man I ever saw A man who knows his duty, a man with a gun To the people
in the neighborhood John Law is number one Freeze, we said Stop His name was
John Law For John Law, Neighborhood cop A man we know and love When John Laws
not Kickin Ass on robbers and rapist He's helpin little kids deliver newspapers
When John Laws not chasin crackheads from their perch He's helpin old ladys on
their way to church Freeze, we said Stop His name was John Law For John Law,
Neighborhood cop A man we know and love He walks the Beat Riding scumbags from
the streets He turns his eye to petty crime Cause John Law will never drop a
dime Suburban Anarchists who've never broke the law Sing about police
oppression, but they've never met John Law He doesn't fuck with young kids

I've been a wild rover for many's the year and I've spent all me money on
whiskey and beer
and now I'm returning with gold in great store and I never will play the wild
rover no more

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And it's no, nay, never no, nay, never!
No more will I play the wild rover no, never, no more

I went into an alehouse I used to frequent
and I told the landlady me money was spent I asked her for credit,
she answered me nay such a custom as yours I could have any day

I took from me pocket ten sovereigns bright and the landlady's eyes opened up
with delight
she said she had whiskeys and wines of the best and the words that she told me
were only in jest

I went home to my parents, confessed what I'd done
and I asked them to pardon their prodigal son
and when they'd caressed me as oft times before I never will play the wild rover

Some folks are born to wave the flag,
Ooh, they're red, white and blue.
And when the band plays "Hail to the chief",
Ooh, they point the cannon at you, Lord,
It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no senator's son, son.
It ain't me, it ain't me; I ain't no fortunate one, no,
Yeah!
Some folks are born silver spoon in hand,
Lord, don't they help themselves, oh.
But when the taxman comes to the door,
Lord, the house looks like a rummage sale, yes,
It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no millionaire's son, no.
It ain't me, it ain't me; I ain't no fortunate one, no.
Some folks inherit star spangled eyes,
Ooh, they send you down to war, Lord,
And when you ask them, "How much should we give?"
Ooh, they only answer More! more! more! yoh,
It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no military son, son.
It ain't me, it ain't me; I ain't no fortunate one, one.
It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate one, no no no,

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Have you ever stopped to think about what rats do for fun?
Sure they crawl around and scurry,
yeah they're always on the run but a rat sure likes a good time
just like you and me
I'll prove it with a tale about a rat-infested brewery

It started with a little lad named vermin McCann
who fell upon a drink that made him feel like quite a man
he rounded up his furry boys,
though some wore a frown
they quickly changed their tune and they slammed a couple down.

[Chorus:]
One, two, one-two-three-four!
Come on all you good rats
we'll send you to heaven you'll find the pearly gates in the froth and the foam
'cause in these vats you've made quite a creation
a potion that turned the Guinness to gold!

Like mice behind a piper,
rats from all around soon headed for this factory in old Dublin Town.
They surely heard the news about this fancy new rat-brew they come,
they saw, they had a taste and knocked back a few

The rats were in a tizzy
addicted to the bone the hairy lugs were giddy
they were never going home
like a bunch of drunken pirates prepared to walk the plank they drank,

Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound that saved a wretch like me
I once was lost but now I'm found, was blind but now I see
'Twas grace that taught my heart to feel
'Twas grace my fears relieved

[Originally by Gang Green]

Got the time when the sun goes up
We'll drink until we drop
My love for hundred brews
That soothes, the foot's been dropped
Not enough for the men on the walk
I drive and drink till I drop

No doubt about it
Can't live without it
No doubt about it
I can't live without it, alcohol
Alcohol

Why it's my destiny?
You get the beer
We get the time
You get the coke, gimme a line

No doubt about it
Can't live without it
No doubt about it
I can't live without it, alcohol

Got the time when the sun goes up
We'll drink until we drop
I drive and drink till I drop

You get the beer
We get the time
You get the coke, gimme a line

No doubt about it
Can't live without it
No doubt about it
I can't live without it

Face down in the gutter won't admit defeat though his clothes are soiled and
black,
He's a big, strong man with a childs mind, don't you take his booze away!

He's been at it for years drinking balls and beer he's a hero to most he meets,
But inside he cries black swollen eyes, this man he sheds no tears!

Now his wife and kids sing a different tune as they worry about their daddy
dying,
But this arrogant fool breaks every rule it'll be nothing but pride that kills
him.

Could he listen no he won't that's all she wrote he'll be dead before the
daylight shines,
But the thoughts and prayers of a million strong might keep this fool from
dying.

He's a legend in the bar with every scar fights a thousand bigger men,
But now he fights and looses got all the bruises will someone please step in?

Cause this Irish fools got a great big heart he keeps climbing back in to the
ring
In the low down circles where he holds his court this man he once was king.

Could he listen no he won't that's all she wrote he'll be dead before the
daylight shines,
But the thoughts and prayers of a million strong might keep this fool from
dying.

Could he listen no he won't that's all she wrote he'll be dead before the
daylight shines,
But the thoughts and prayers of a million strong might keep this fool from
dying.

He's a legend in the bar with every scar fights a thousand bigger men,
But now he fights and looses got all the bruises will someone please step in?

Cause this Irish fools got a great big heart he keeps climbing back in to the
ring
In the low down circles where he holds his court this man he once was king.

Could he listen no he won't that's all she wrote he'll be dead before the
daylight shines,
But the thoughts and prayers of a million strong might keep this fool from
dying.

Could he listen no he won't that's all she wrote he'll be dead before the
daylight shines,
But the thoughts and prayers of a million strong might keep this fool from

I'm gonna tell you a story
I'm gonna tell you about my town
I'm gonna tell you a big bad story, baby
Aww, it's all about my town

Yeah, down by the river
Down by the banks of the river Charles (aw, that's what's happenin' baby)
That's where you'll find me
Along with lovers, fuggers, and thieves (aw, but they're cool people)
Well I love that dirty water
Oh, Boston, you're my home (oh, you're the Number One place)
Frustrated women (I mean they're frustrated)
Have to be in by twelve o'clock (oh, that's a shame)
But I'm wishin' and a-hopin, oh


That just once those doors weren't locked (I like to save time for
my baby to walk around)
Well I love that dirty water
Oh, Boston, you're my home (oh, yeah)

Because I love that dirty water
Oh, oh, Boston, you're my home (oh, yeah)

Well, I love that dirty water (I love it, baby)
I love that dirty water (I love Baw-stun)
I love that dirty water (Have you heard about the Strangler?)
I love that dirty water (I'm the man, I'm the man)
I love that dirty water (Owww!)
I love that dirty water (Come on, come on)

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