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Brewed in Limouzi

by Keltas

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As I roved out near Chester city In the dark all late at night Who should I see but a fair young maiden Washing her clothes by the fair moon light Chorus (after each verse): Madam, I'm a darling, a di ro, a dither o Madam, I'm a darling, a di ro dae First she washed them, then she squeezed them And then she hung them out to dry Then she folded up her arms Saying what a nice, young man am I Going to the well for a pale of water Fetching it home for to make some tea She fell under, I fell over All the game was above her knee Madam, I will tie your garter And I will tie it above your knee And if you like I'll tie it up further Madam, I'm a darling, a di ro de Have you ever heard of cups and saucers Rattlin' in an auld tin can? Have you ever heard of a fair, young maiden Married to an ugly, gray old man? Madam, you have gold and silver And madam, you have tracks of land Madam you have ships on the ocean All you need is a fine, young man
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Gradlon 05:49
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Esta casa está fallada Esta casa está fallada por dentro é de papel Por moitos anos a logre O home e mai-la muller o home e mai-la muller ailalelo ailalalo Mata o porco, Pepa non seas así domingo de Páscoa xa che vén aí xa che vén aí xa che vén aí mata o porco Pepa non seas así. Hei mozas! Miña nai deume unha tunda miña nai deume unha tunda co aro dunha peneira teña vergonza mi madre que vén a xente da feira que vén a xente da feira ailalelo ailalalo Mata o porco, Pepa non seas así domingo de Páscoa xa che vén aí xa che vén aí xa che vén aí mata o porco Pepa non seas así. Veña mozas! Viva, viva o noso gando viva, viva o noso bando Viva o noso bandiño Viva, viva o noso bando anque sea pequeniño anque sea pequeniño ailalelo ailalalo! Mata o porco, Pepa non seas así domingo de Páscoa xa che vén aí xa che vén aí xa che vén aí mata o porco Pepa non seas así. Hei!
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Molly Malone 03:07
Thème Majeur In Dublin's fair city, where the girls are so pretty I first set my eyes on sweet Molly Malone As she wheeled her wheelbarrow through streets broad and narrow Crying cockles and mussels alive a-live O! A-live a-live O! A-live a-live O! Crying cockles and mussels alive a-live O! Thème Majeur She was a fishmonger and sure it was no wonder For so were her father and mother before And they both wheeled their barrows through streets broad and narrow Crying cockles and mussels alive a-live O! A-live a-live O! A-live a-live O! Crying cockles and mussels alive a-live O! Thème Mineur She died of a fever and no one could save her And that was the end of sweet Molly Malone Now her ghost wheels her barrow through streets broad and narrow Crying cockles and mussels alive a-live O! A-live a-live O! A-live a-live O! Crying cockles and mussels alive a-live O! Majeur A-live a-live O! A-live a-live O! Crying cockles and mussels alive a-live O! Majeur /Mineur A-live a-live O! A-live a-live O! Crying cockles and mussels alive a-live O!
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(Intro demi thème ) I sat within a valley green I sat there with my true love My sad heart strove the two between The old love and the new love The old for her, the new that made Me think on Ireland dearly While soft the wind blew down the glade And shook the golden barley T'was hard the woeful words to frame To break the ties that bound us But harder still to bear the shame Of foreign chains around us And so I said : "The mountain glen I'll meet at morning early And I'll join the bold United Men" While soft winds shook the barley ( Thème ) T'was sad I kissed away her tears My fond arms around her flinging When a foe, man's that burst on our ears From out the wild woods ringing A bullet pierced my true love's side In life's young spring so early And on my breast in blood she died While soft winds shook the barley (Thème Guitare) But blood for blood without remorse I've ta'en at Oulart Hollow I've lain my true love's clay like corpse Where I full soon may follow Around her grave I've wandered drear Noon, night and morning early With breaking heart when e'er I hear The wind that shakes the barley ( Thème octave )
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Hiking Jig 06:06
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Well it's by the hush, me boys, and sure that's to hold your noise And listen to poor Paddy's sad narration I was by hunger pressed, and in poverty distressed So I took a thought I'd leave the Irish nation Well I sold me horse and cow, my little pigs and sow My little plot of land I soon did part with And me sweetheart Bid McGee, I'm afraid I'll never see For I left her there that morning broken-hearted Refrain Hear ye boys, now take my advice To America I'll have youse not be coming There is nothing here but war, where the murderin' cannons roar And I wish I was at home in dear old Dublin Well meself and a hundred more, to America sailed o'er Our fortunes to be making we were thinkin' When we got to Yankee land, they put guns into our hands Saying "Paddy, you must go and fight for Lincoln" Refrain General Meagher to us he said, if you get shot or lose your head Every mother's son of youse will get a pension Well in the war I lost me leg, all I've now's a wooden peg, By my soul this is the truth to you I mention. Refrain Instru Well I think meself in luck, if I get fed on Indian buck And old Ireland is the country I delight in To the devil, I do say, God curse Americay For in truth I've had enough of your hard fightin'
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Tout en montant, la place d'armes, J'ai entendu, ma Louison Ah qu'elle pleurait, versait des larmes D'avoir perdu, son cher amant, Ne pleure pas, charmante Louise Que dans six mois, je reviendrai Je reviendrai, de ma campagne Je reviendrai, pour t'épouser Et quand l'enfant viendra au monde Tu lui feras, porter mon nom Je m'appelle Louis sans gène Je suis un garçon sans façon Je m'appelle Louis sans gène Je suis un garçon sans façon
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Couplet : Donald's gane up the hill hard and hungry, Donald comes down the hill wild and angry; Donald will clear the gouk's nest cleverly, Here's to the king and Donald Macgillavry. Refrain: Come like a weighbauk, Donald Macgillavry, Come like a weighbauk, Donald Macgillavry, Balance them fair, and balance them cleverly: Off wi'the counterfeit, Donald Macgillavry. Donald's run o'er the hill but his tether, man, As he were wud, or stang'd wi' an ether, man; When he comes back, there's some will look merrily: Here's to King James and Donald Macgillavry. Come like a weaver, Donald Macgillavry, Come like a weaver, Donald Macgillavry, Pack on your back, and elwand sae cleverly; Gie them full measure, my Donald Macgillavry. Donald has foughten wi' rief and roguery; Donald has dinner'd wi banes and beggary, Better it were for Whigs and Whiggery Meeting the devil than Donald Macgillavry. Come like a tailor, Donald Macgillavry, Come like a tailor, Donald Macgillavry, Push about, in and out, thimble them cleverly, Here's to King James and Donald Macgillavry. Instru : O'neill's March x 2 Donald's the callan that brooks nae tangleness; Whigging and prigging and a'newfangleness, They maun be gane: he winna be baukit, man: He maun hae justice, or faith he'll tak it, man. Come like a cobler, Donald Macgillavry, Come like a cobler, Donald Macgillavry; Beat them, and bore them, and lingel them cleverly, Up wi' King James and Donald Macgillavry. Donald was mumpit wi mirds and mockery; Donald was blinded wi' blads o' property; Arles ran high, but makings were naething, man, Lord, how Donald is flyting and fretting, man. Come like the devil, Donald Macgillavry, Come like the devil, Donald Macgillavry; Skelp them and scaud them that proved sae unbritherly, Up wi King James and Donald Macgillavry!
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Ellyn 05:10

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D’horizons divers, nous brassons nos idées, nos rythmes, nos sentiments en Limousin.
Les chants qui vont d'Irlande en Galice en passant par la Corrèze croisent les douces mélodies de nos songes et le feu d'une danse électrique. Les bourgeons ne sont jamais loin de leurs racines. Les pieds jamais loin des oreilles. Enregistré à Ouï dire Studio 2013

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released February 15, 2013

Therese Mager
Antoine Petit
Benjamin Tard
Aurélein Prugnaud
Pierre-Jean Muet
Samuel Tardien

Invités:
Georgia Tarry
Thomas Marchand
Frédéric Carlier
Tomas Ezekiel

Dessin: Aurélien Morinière
Graphisme: Aurélien Morinière
Enregistrement: Dominique Boos, Johann Boos,
Mastering: Dominique Boos,
Production: Les Vaches Folks,

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Sarah Tardien,
Antoine Petit,
Gabriel Maugey,
Clément Denis
Aurélien Prugnaud
Pierre- Jean Muet

Invité:
Samuel Tardien
Thomas Ezekiel
AnnaDidymus
Nicolas Nardi
Rémi Hochard Nico Prugnaud
Thierry D'haussy
Michel Herblin
Therese Mager
Amandine Goudouneix
Patrick Tardien

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