The Pogues: Live Concert 1985
Here's a really great quality early show with The Pogues. Lots of really rare stuff featuring, And The Band Played Waltzing Matilda, and Whiskey You're The Devil. Shane MacGowan, Jem Finer, James Fearnley, Cait O' Riordan, Andrew Rankin,Spider Stacy, Philip Chevron. Why aren't some of you Europeans getting some video of these guys up? Would be great to see fairytale with them dressed in monks clothes...I know there's some better quality vids out there from BBC too....c'mon fos let's get some stuff up here! Posted by mitch at www.fantasyva.com
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The Pogues Featuring Kirsty MacColl - Fairytale Of New York (Official Video))
Official video for the The Pogues Featuring Kirsty MacColl - Fairytale of New York. Arguably the greatest Christmas song of all time! Download the track from iTunes here: itunes.apple.com © 2008 WMG
And the band played Waltzing Mathilda
www.atheturk.com In memoriam of thoses, anzacs, turks, frenchs who lost their lives in Gallipoli. The song "Waltzing Mathilda" is performed by the Pogues. When I was a young man I carried my pack And I lived the free life of a rover From the Murrays green basin to the dusty outback I waltzed my Matilda all over Then in nineteen fifteen my country said Son It's time to stop rambling 'cause there's work to be done So they gave me a tin hat and they gave me a gun And they sent me away to the war And the band played Waltzing Matilda As we sailed away from the quay And amidst all the tears and the shouts and the cheers We sailed off to Gallipoli How well I remember that terrible day How the blood stained the sand and the water And how in that hell that they called Suvla Bay We were butchered like lambs at the slaughter Johnny Turk he was ready, he primed himself well He chased us with bullets, he rained us with shells And in five minutes flat he'd blown us all to hell Nearly blew us right back to Australia But the band played Waltzing Matilda As we stopped to bury our slain We buried ours and the Turks buried theirs Then we started all over again Now those that were left, well we tried to survive In a mad world of blood, death and fire And for ten weary weeks I kept myself alive But around me the corpses piled higher Then a big Turkish shell knocked me arse over tit And when I woke up in my hospital bed And saw what it had done, I wished I was dead Never knew there were worse <b>...</b>
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The Pogues - Whiskey you're the Devil
Now brave boys, we're on the march off to Portugal and Spain Drums are beating, banners flying the Devil at home will come tonight so it's go, fare thee well with a too da loo ra loo ra doo de da a too ra loo ra loo ra doo de da me rikes fall too ra laddie-o there's whisky in the jar Whiskey, you're the devil, you're leadin' me astray Over hills and mountains and to Amerikay You're sweeter, stronger, decenter, you're spunkier than tae O whiskey, you're my darlin' drunk or sober The French are fighting boldly men are dying hot and coldly give every man his flask of powder his firelock on his shoulder so its go, fare thee well with a too da loo ra loo ra doo de da a too ra loo ra loo ra doo de da me rikes fall too ra laddie-o there's whisky in the jar Whiskey, you're the devil, you're leadin' me astray Over hills and mountains and to Americae You're sweeter, stronger, decenter, you're spunkier than tae O whiskey, you're my darlin' drunk or sober Says the old wan do not wrong me don't take me daughter from me for if you do I will torment you when I'm dead my ghost will haunt you so its go, fare thee well with a too da loo ra loo ra doo de da a too ra loo ra loo ra doo de da me rikes fall too ra laddie-o there's whisky in the jar Whiskey, you're the devil, you're leadin' me astray Over hills and mountains and to Americae You're sweeter, stronger, decenter, you're spunkier than tae O whiskey, you're my darlin' drunk or sober Whiskey, you're the devil, you're leadin' me astray <b>...</b>
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The Pogues "Fairytale of New York"
THIS IS MY NUMBER ONE FAVEOURITE CHRISTMAS SONG OF ALL TIMEXXXXXXXXXXX "Fairytale of New York" "The Pogues" "christmas song" "original" "merry christmas" "white christmas"
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The Pogues - Boys From The County Hell
On the first day of March it was raining It was raining worse than anything that I have ever seen I drank ten pints of beer and I cursed all the people there And I wish that all this raining would stop falling down on me And it's lend me ten pounds, I'll buy you a drink And mother wake me early in the morning At the time I was working for a landlord And he was the meanest bastard that you have ever seen And to lose a single penny would grieve him awful sore And he was a miserable bollocks and a bitch's bastard's whore And it's lend me ten pounds, I'll buy you a drink And mother wake me early in the morning I recall that we took care of him one Sunday We got him out the back and we broke his fucking balls And maybe that was dreaming and maybe that was real But all I know is I left that place without a penny or fuck all And it's lend me ten pounds, I'll buy you a drink And mother wake me early in the morning But now I've the most charming of verandas I sit and watch the junkies, the drunks, the pimps, the whores Five green bottles sitting on the floor I wish to Christ, I wish to Christ that I had fifteen more And it's lend me ten pounds, I'll buy you a drink And mother wake me early in the morning And it's lend me ten pounds, I'll buy you a drink And mother wake me early in the morning The boys and me are drunk and looking for you We'll eat your frigging entrails and we won't give a damn Me daddy was a blue shirt and my mother a madam My brother earned his medals at Mai Lei <b>...</b>
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The Pogues - Tuesday Morning
Too many sad days Too many Tuesday mornings I thought of you today I wished it was yesterday morning I thought of you today I dreamt you were dressed in mourning But I knew that you With your heart beating And your eyes shining Would be dreaming of me Lying with you On a Tuesday morning I fell through the window And I found that I was still breathing I thought of tomorrow And the fear that you might leave me I thought of tomorrow And I wished it was Monday morning But I knew that you WIth your heart beating And your eyes shining Would be dreaming of me Lying with you On a Tuesday morning Turn your face from me And I will cover myself with sorrow Bring Hell down upon me I will surrender my heart to sorrow Bring Hell down upon me And I will say goodbye tomorrow But I knew that you With your heart beating And your eyes shining Would be dreaming of me Lying with you On a Tuesday morning
The Pogues - And the Band Played Waltzing Matilda (LIVE!)
AND THE BAND PLAYED WALTZING MATILDA When I was a young man I carried my pack And I lived the free life of a rover From the Murrays green basin to the dusty outback I waltzed my Matilda all over Then in nineteen fifteen my country said Son It's time to stop rambling 'cause there's work to be done So they gave me a tin hat and they gave me a gun And they sent me away to the war And the band played Waltzing Matilda As we sailed away from the quay And amidst all the tears and the shouts and the cheers We sailed off to Gallipoli How well I remember that terrible day How the blood stained the sand and the water And how in that hell that they called Suvla Bay We were butchered like lambs at the slaughter Johnny Turk he was ready, he primed himself well He chased us with bullets, he rained us with shells And in five minutes flat he'd blown us all to hell Nearly blew us right back to Australia But the band played Waltzing Matilda As we stopped to bury our slain We buried ours and the Turks buried theirs Then we started all over again Now those that were left, well we tried to survive In a mad world of blood, death and fire And for ten weary weeks I kept myself alive But around me the corpses piled higher Then a big Turkish shell knocked me arse over tit And when I woke up in my hospital bed And saw what it had done, I wished I was dead Never knew there were worse things than dying For no more I'll go waltzing Matilda All around the green bush far and near For to hump tent and <b>...</b>
The Pogues - Rain Street (HQ)
The Pogues - Rain Street The church bell rings An old drunk sings A young girl hocks her wedding ring Down on Rain Street Down the alley the icewagon flew Picked up a stiff that was turning blue The local kids were sniffin' glue Not much else for a kid to do Down Rain Street Father McGreer buys an ice cold beer And a short for Father Loyola Father Joe's got the clap again He's drinking Coca-Cola Down on Rain Street Bless me Father I have sinned I got pissed and I got pinned And God can't help the shape I'm in Down on Rain Street There's a Tesco on the sacred ground Where I pulled her knickers down While Judas took his measly price And St Anthony gazed in awe at Christ Down on Rain Street I gave my love a goodnight kiss I tried to take a late night piss But the toilet moved so again I missed Down Rain Street I sat on the floor and watched TV Thanking Christ for the BBC A stupid fucking place to be Down Rain Street I took my Eileen by the hand Walk with me was her command I dreamt we were walking on the strand Down Rain Street That night Rain Street went on for miles That night on Rain Street somebody smiled
The Pogues - The band played waltzing matilda
Alec Campbell,the last known survivor of the ANZAC forces at Gallipoli (and the last known survivor of Gallipoli) died on Thursday, May 16, 2002 at the age of 103. Mr. Campbell enlisted at 16, and served at Gallipoli in 1915. He led Hobart's ANZAC Day parade three weeks prior to his death. Lyrics: When I was a young man I carried my pack And I lived the free life of a rover From the Murrays green basin to the dusty outback I waltzed my Matilda all over Then in nineteen fifteen my country said Son It's time to stop rambling 'cause there's work to be done So they gave me a tin hat and they gave me a gun And they sent me away to the war And the band played Waltzing Matilda As we sailed away from the quay And amidst all the tears and the shouts and the cheers We sailed off to Gallipoli How well I remember that terrible day How the blood stained the sand and the water And how in that hell that they called Suvla Bay We were butchered like lambs at the slaughter Johnny Turk he was ready, he primed himself well He chased us with bullets, he rained us with shells And in five minutes flat he'd blown us all to hell Nearly blew us right back to Australia But the band played Waltzing Matilda As we stopped to bury our slain We buried ours and the Turks buried theirs Then we started all over again Now those that were left, well we tried to survive In a mad world of blood, death and fire And for ten weary weeks I kept myself alive But around me the corpses piled higher Then a big Turkish <b>...</b>
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The Pogues CD's - www.amazon.co.uk Amazon Homepage - www.amazon.co.uk Amazon Music - www.amazon.co.uk Amazon MP3's - www.amazon.co.uk Amazon DVD and Blue Ray - www.amazon.co.uk Amazon Video Games - www.amazon.co.uk Amazon Electronics - www.amazon.co.uk Amazon Books - www.amazon.co.uk Amazon Kindle Store - www.amazon.co.uk Amazon Clothing - www.amazon.co.uk Amazon Sports and Leisure - www.amazon.co.uk Amazon DIY - www.amazon.co.uk Amazon Toys And Games - www.amazon.co.uk Amazon Groceries - www.amazon.co.uk Fairytale Of New York The Pogues Top Of The Pops Christmas Special Pogues Fairytale Of New York Full Clip
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The Pogues - Turkish Song Of The Damned
"Turkish Song Of The Damned" by The Pogues off of their 1987 album "If I Should Fall From Grace With God". Wonderful stuff. Lyrics: I come old friend from Hell tonight Across the rotting sea Nor the nails of the cross Nor the blood of Christ Can bring you help this eve The dead have come to claim a debt from thee They stand outside your door Four score and three Did you keep a watch for the dead man's wind Did you see the woman with the comb in her hand Wailing away on the wall on the strand As you danced to the Turkish song of the damned You remember when the ship went down You left me on the deck The captain's corpse jumped up And threw his arms around my neck For all these years I've had him on my back This debt cannot be paid with all your jack And as I sit and talk to you I see your face go white This shadow hanging over me Is no trick of the light The spectre on my back will soon be free The dead have come to claim a debt from thee Also, there is a nice slower version here if you'd like that www.youtube.com
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Tourettes Karaoke Christmas Surprise! The Pogues and Kirsty MacColl 'Fairy Tale of New York'
USA and UK Asperger's/Tourette's people unite to do a song just for you! you know you need it www.touretteskaraoke.com
The Pogues with Shane MacGowan LIVE at the West Coast Blues N Roots Festival 2012
So good to see the boys down under at Fremantle Park for the West Coast Blues N Roots Festival. Great show.
The Pogues - South Australia
Here´sa good song from the Pogues´ album "If I Should Fall From Grace With God". In South Australia I was born, heave away, haul away In South Australia, 'round Cape Horn, were bound for South Australia Haul away your rolling king, heave away, haul away Haul away, youll hear me sing, were bound for South Australia As I walked out one morning fair, heave away, haul away 'Twas there I met Miss Nancy Blair, were bound for South Australia There's just one thing that's on my mind, heave away, haul away That's leaving Nancy Blair behind, were bound for South Australia And as we wallop round Cape Horn, heave away, haul away You'll wish to God you've never been born, were bound for South Australia In South Australia I was born, heave away, haul away In South Australia, 'round Cape Horn, were bound for South Australia
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The Pogues - Streams of Whiskey Lyrics
This is the second in a series of simple music videos that include the lyrics to some of the best Pogues songs. The Pogues play traditional Irish music with influences from punk rock. While the actual sound of this music is outstanding, the lyrics are normally incredible and the work of a genius, Shane MacGowan. However many people, particularly those from outside of Ireland, sometimes struggle to make out these excellent lyrics. This series of videos aims to provide these lyrics and hopefully enhance everyones enjoyment of this superb music even further.
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The Pogues - Fairytale of New York
Hi everyone, thanks for all your fantastic comments on my remake of the greatest ever Christmas song. We had a lot of fun making this video and, as they say, imitation is the greatest form of flattery. Let's make it this years Christmas No.1 and join the campaign at; www.facebook.com If you want to see more home made Christmas videos, we have made a few more on my channel. Merry Christmas Everyone!
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The Pogues - The Body of an American Lyrics
This is the forth in a series of simple music videos that include the lyrics to some of the best Pogues songs. The Pogues play traditional Irish music with influences from punk rock. While the actual sound of this music is outstanding, the lyrics are normally incredible and the work of a genius, Shane MacGowan. However many people, particularly those from outside of Ireland, sometimes struggle to make out these excellent lyrics. This series of videos aims to provide these lyrics and hopefully enhance everyones enjoyment of this superb music even further.
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The Pogues (Fiesta) - Byron Bay Bluesfest 2012
Last song by The Pogues at the Bluesfest
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The Pogues-Amadie
From their 1996 LP "Pogue Mahone". This is one of the few Pogues songs I like that doesn't include Shane. I thought it was funny how they mentioned Amadie's (Amede's) guitar in the song despite the fact that he played an accordion. Despite the little muff up, it's a good song about a good musician. Lyrics: (Translated) Here is the story Of a Cajun man Amede Ardoin Was his name With his guitar And his voice Amede Ardoin Was the king (In English) In a town seperated by railroad tracks When one side's white the other side must be black (Translated) The sweat burnt In his eyes The whites shouted Don't stop When Amede couldn't Play anymore He asked to Celine His handkerchief (English) Black were the tears Amede Ardoin cried Tears a white handkerchief just could not hide (Translated) The forest of Arcadia Is dead Deep under the ground Amede falls asleep But if you want to listen To his voice Ask the Yanks To look for it from the bottom (English) They ran right over Amede's vocal cords Good old boys in a good ol' Model T Ford Amede took a walk by the railroad track To the other side and he won't be coming back They ran right over Amede's vocal cords Those good old boys in a good old Model T Ford Amede took a walk by the railroad track To the other side and he won't be coming back
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