MacNilsson Posted May 7, 2007 Report Share Posted May 7, 2007 Letar runt lite efter bra och rockiga whiskytexter, finns det några rockers därute som har koll på någon häftig text. Hittade själv en hos en av husgudarna, "a very good friend of us all, mr Bob Dylan" för att citera Harrison Copper Kettle Get you a copper kettle, get you a copper coil Fill it with new made corn mash and never more you'll toil You'll just lay there by the juniper while the moon is bright Watch them just a-filling in the pale moonlight. Build you a fire with hickory, hickory, ash and oak Don't use no green or rotten wood, they'll get you by the smoke You'll just lay there by the juniper while the moon is bright Watch them just a-filling in the pale moonlight. My daddy he made whiskey, my granddaddy he did too We ain't paid no whiskey tax since 1792 You'll just lay there by the juniper while the moon is bright Watch them just a-filling in the pale moonlight. Quote Hasse Nilsson Växjö Maltwhiskysällskap Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Qonos Posted May 8, 2007 Report Share Posted May 8, 2007 (edited) Letar runt lite efter bra och rockiga whiskytexter, finns det några rockers därute som har koll på någon häftig text. Hittade själv en hos en av husgudarna, "a very good friend of us all, mr Bob Dylan" för att citera Harrison Copper Kettle Get you a copper kettle, get you a copper coil Fill it with new made corn mash and never more you'll toil You'll just lay there by the juniper while the moon is bright Watch them just a-filling in the pale moonlight. Build you a fire with hickory, hickory, ash and oak Don't use no green or rotten wood, they'll get you by the smoke You'll just lay there by the juniper while the moon is bright Watch them just a-filling in the pale moonlight. My daddy he made whiskey, my granddaddy he did too We ain't paid no whiskey tax since 1792 You'll just lay there by the juniper while the moon is bright Watch them just a-filling in the pale moonlight. Låter som ett jobb jag snacka med en på jobbet om, då han är musiknörden nummer ett. han har säkert nått ess i ROCKarmen att dra fram Misstänker att det är andra låtar än bara Runrig och the pogues du är ute efter Edited May 8, 2007 by Qonos Quote Magnus Rönnerup, Malmöwww.livingdeadbrewery.se Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Qonos Posted May 9, 2007 Report Share Posted May 9, 2007 Nu har jag förankrat det hos han och han skulle hem och undersöka saken så jag hoppas han kommer med lite förslag imorgon eller så. Quote Magnus Rönnerup, Malmöwww.livingdeadbrewery.se Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Qonos Posted May 9, 2007 Report Share Posted May 9, 2007 kanske inte riktigt vad du är ute efter men får duga tillsvidare. Alabama Song (Whisky Bar) - The Doors Well, show me the way To the next whiskey bar Oh, don't ask why Oh, don't ask why Show me the way To the next whiskey bar Oh, don't ask why Oh, don't ask why For if we don't find The next whiskey bar I tell you we must die I tell you we must die I tell you, I tell you I tell you we must die Oh, moon of Alabama We now must say goodbye We've lost our good old mama And must have whiskey, oh, you now why Oh, moon of Alabama We now must say goodbye We've lost our good old mama And must have whiskey, oh, you now why Well, show me the way To the next little girl Oh, don't ask why Oh, don't ask why Show me the way To the next little girl Oh, don't ask why Oh, don't ask why For if we don't find The next little girl I tell you we must die I tell you we must die I tell you, I tell you I tell you we must die Oh, moon of Alabama We now must say goodbye We've lost our good old mama And must have whiskey, oh, you now why Quote Magnus Rönnerup, Malmöwww.livingdeadbrewery.se Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MacNilsson Posted May 9, 2007 Author Report Share Posted May 9, 2007 Tack kul! Nån som har texten till Whisky River, av Willie Nelson Quote Hasse Nilsson Växjö Maltwhiskysällskap Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Qonos Posted May 9, 2007 Report Share Posted May 9, 2007 Whiskey River take my mind, Don't let her mem'ry torture me. Whiskey River don't run dry, You're all I've got, take care of me. Whiskey River take my mind, Don't let her mem'ry torture me. Whiskey River don't run dry, You're all I've got, take care of me. I'm drowning in a whiskey river, Bathing my mem'ried mind in the wetness of its soul. Feeling the amber current flowin' from my mind. And warm an empty heart you left so cold. Whiskey River take my mind, Don't let her mem'ry torture me. Whiskey River don't run dry, You're all I've got, take care of me. Instrumental break. I'm drowning in a whiskey river, Bathing my mem'ried mind in the wetness of its soul. Feeling the amber current flowin' from my mind. And warm an empty heart you left so cold. Whiskey River take my mind, Don't let her mem'ry torture me. Whiskey River don't run dry, You're all I've got, take care of me. Whiskey River take my mind, Don't let her mem'ry torture me. Whiskey River don't run dry, You're all I've got, take care of me. Quote Magnus Rönnerup, Malmöwww.livingdeadbrewery.se Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Qonos Posted May 9, 2007 Report Share Posted May 9, 2007 http://allmusic.com/ skriv whisky i översta sökrutan och välj song i den andra. Kanske kan ta ett tag innan man hittar nått vettigt. tyvärr inga texter på den sidan. dock finns det texter här: http://www.azlyrics.com/ http://www.letssingit.com/ http://www.simple-song-lyrics.com http://www.stlyrics.com/ osv... Quote Magnus Rönnerup, Malmöwww.livingdeadbrewery.se Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
J_R Posted May 9, 2007 Report Share Posted May 9, 2007 Varför inte "Whisky in the jar" med Led Zeppelin Quote Jonas Rieback Gothia Whisky Society Friends Of Laphroaig The Ardbeg Committee Highland Park Inner Circle Friends Of The Classic Malts Glenfarclas Global Family Guardian of The Glenlivet Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lasse Vallin Posted May 10, 2007 Report Share Posted May 10, 2007 I am goin' I am goin' any wich way the winds may be blowin' I am goin' I am goin' where streams of whiskey are flowin' /Shane McGowan, the Pogues Quote Lasse VallinGöteborgMeningen med livet är fyra: Barnen, flickvännen, Ardbeg & Frölunda Indians Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Satanized Posted May 10, 2007 Report Share Posted May 10, 2007 Varför inte "Whisky in the jar" med Led Zeppelin Du menar inte "whiskey in the jar" med thin lizzy??? Eller covern som metallica gjorde Quote Stefan Järna Jag älskar whisky Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lasse Vallin Posted May 10, 2007 Report Share Posted May 10, 2007 ...och en till the Pouges..."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 Oh, whisky you're the devil you're leading me astray over hills and mountains and to Amerikay you're sweetness from the Bleachner and spunkier than tea oh whisky you're my darling 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 Oh, whisky you're the devil you're leading me astray over hills and mountains and to Amerikay you're sweetness from the Bleachner and spunkier than tea oh whisky you're my darling 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 Oh, whisky you're the devil you're leading me astray over hills and mountains and to Amerikay you're sweetness from the Bleachner and spunkier than tea oh whisky you're my darling drunk or sober Quote Lasse VallinGöteborgMeningen med livet är fyra: Barnen, flickvännen, Ardbeg & Frölunda Indians Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
mange Posted May 10, 2007 Report Share Posted May 10, 2007 Två klassiker! ONE BOURBON, ONE SCOTCH, ONE BEER Wanna tell you a story About the house-man blues I come home one Friday Had to tell the landlady I'da lost my job She said that don't confront me Long as I get my money next Friday Now next Friday come I didn't get the rent And out the door I went So I goes to the landlady I said you let me slide? I'll have the rent for you in a month Next I don't know So said let me slide it on you know people I notice when I come home in the evening She ain't got nothing nice to say to me But for five year she was so nice Loh' she was lovy-dovy I come home one particular evening The landlady said you got the rent money yet? I said no, can't find no job Therefore I ain't got no money to pay the rent She said I don't believe you're tryin' to find no job Said I seen you today you was standin' on a corner Leaning up against a post I said but I'm tired, I've been walkin' all day She said that don't confront me Long as I get my money next Friday Now next Friday come I didn't have the rent And out the door I went So I go down the streets Down to my good friend's house I said look man I'm outdoors you know Can I stay with you maybe a couple days? He said let me go and ask my wife He come out of the house I could see it in his face I know that was no He said I don't know man ah she kinda funny, you know I said I know, everybody funny, now you funny too So I go back home I tell the landlady I got a job, I'm gonna pay the rent She said yeah? I said oh yeah And then she was so nice Loh' she was lovy-dovy So I go in my room, pack up my things and I go I slip on out the back door and down the streets I go She a-howlin' about the front rent, she'll be lucky to get any back rent She ain't gonna get none of it So I stop in the local bar you know people I go to the bar, I ring my coat, I call the bartender Said look man, come down here, he got down there So what you want? One bourbon, one scotch, one beer Well I ain't seen my baby since I don't know when I've been drinking bourbon, whiskey, scotch and gin Gonna get high man I'm gonna get loose Need me a triple shot of that juice Gonna get drunk don't you have no fear I want one bourbon, one scotch and one beer One bourbon, one scotch, one beer But I'm sitting now at the bar I'm getting drunk, I'm feelin' mellow I'm drinkin' bourbon, I'm drinkin' scotch, I'm drinkin' beer Looked down the bar, here come the bartender I said look man, come down here So what you want? One bourbon, one scotch, one beer No I ain't seen my baby since the night before last Gotta get a drink man I'm gonna get gassed Gonna get high man I ain't had enough Need me a triple shot of that stuff Gonna get drunk won't you listen right here I want one bourbon, one shot and one beer One bourbon, one scotch, one beer Now by this time I'm plenty high You know when your mouth a-getting dry you're plenty high Looked down the bar I say to my bartender I said look man, come down here, he got down there So what you want this time? I said look man, a-what time is it? He said the clock on the wall say three o'clock Last call for alcohol, so what you need? One bourbon, one scotch, one beer No I ain't seen my baby since a nigh' and a week Gotta get drunk man till I can't even speak Gonna get high man listen to me One drink ain't enough Jack you better make it three I wanna get drunk I'm gonna make it real clear I want one bourbon, one scotch and one beer One bourbon, one scotch, one beer WHISKEY ON THE ROCKS I've been drinkin' all night long So long baby i'm gone Bloody Mary gives me shivers from a shot Set up the shooters, it's time for a drop Old Jamaica, runnin' we come Down at the Hatch Jack, the women and the fun We drink a lot, that demon drop This one's on me and here's to you Whiskey on the rocks A double or a shot Whiskey on the rocks Elixir from the top Drinkin' Mai Tai, Singapore sling Beam me up Jim, It's time to come in I'll have one more afore ye close up the door It's on the house Mac, it's Whiskey Galore We drink a lot, that demon drop This one's on me, Here's mud in your eye Whiskey on the rocks A double or a shot Whiskey on the rocks Elixir from the top I'm drinkin' Whiskey on the rocks Pour me a double here comes trouble on the rocks Whiskey on the rocks Quote Magnus J Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
J_R Posted May 10, 2007 Report Share Posted May 10, 2007 (edited) Du menar inte "whiskey in the jar" med thin lizzy??? Eller covern som metallica gjorde Du har så rätt. Fick nog tillfälligt hjärnsläpp. Thin Lizzy är ju ändå en favoritgrupp. Appropå The Pogues, låten Nancy Whiskey med Shane McGowan är också riktigt bra! Edited May 10, 2007 by J_R Quote Jonas Rieback Gothia Whisky Society Friends Of Laphroaig The Ardbeg Committee Highland Park Inner Circle Friends Of The Classic Malts Glenfarclas Global Family Guardian of The Glenlivet Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
mejparn Posted May 10, 2007 Report Share Posted May 10, 2007 Orkney med Ulf Lundell! Men den är inte så mycket rok n roll, men den handar om Skotland och whisky och det är ju inte illa! Quote Mattias Oleniusson Cask owner Mackmyra svenk ek/rök Cask owner Macmyra elegant bourbon Cask owner Kilchoman Cask owner Mackmyra x rök Cask owner Mackmyra Ambasadör Box rök Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MacNilsson Posted May 10, 2007 Author Report Share Posted May 10, 2007 Du menar inte "whiskey in the jar" med thin lizzy??? Eller covern som metallica gjorde Det är när man ser sånt här som man känner att man skulle blivit sång- och dansman. Fy f-n kamrater, slainthe http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=to8N1rR9l-c Quote Hasse Nilsson Växjö Maltwhiskysällskap Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Qonos Posted May 10, 2007 Report Share Posted May 10, 2007 (edited) Det är när man ser sånt här som man känner att man skulle blivit sång- och dansman. Fy f-n kamrater, slainthe http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=to8N1rR9l-c http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9TkV-5dunD8 den versionen var bättre tycker jag Edited May 10, 2007 by Qonos Quote Magnus Rönnerup, Malmöwww.livingdeadbrewery.se Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
deathstar Posted May 10, 2007 Report Share Posted May 10, 2007 Den här tycker jag är rätt fin - om ni inte har hört Hawksley Workman, en kanadensare som är väl värd att upptäckas, kolla in plattan L/F där den här låten finns med: Even an Ugly Man: What jesus can't fix tonight The whiskey certainly might. I must have said the lord's prayer 65 times. And thought of your face And our infinite grace All of the ways to behold you Until the tide will I wait. What crying won't fix tonight The whiskey certainly might I must have doubted your faith 65 times. And thought of your face And your infinite grace All of the ways to behold you Until the tide will I wait. Even an ugly man Could kiss your lips As if they were his to demand of Or his to destroy like a lover of a demon What loving won't fix tonight The whiskey certainly might I must have whispered your name 65 times. My lips on your face In our infinite grace All of these ways to behold you Until the tide will I wait Quote David Mortimer-Hawkins The Stockholm Malt & Metal Society Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Bullie Posted May 11, 2007 Report Share Posted May 11, 2007 The Pogues har även skrivit denna lilla trallvänliga visa: Sally MacLennane Well Jimmy played harmonica in the pub where I was born He played it from the night time to the peaceful early morn He soothed the souls of psychos and the men who had the horn And they all looked very happy in the morning But Jimmy didn't like his place in this world of ours Where the elephant man broke strong men's necks When he'd had too many Powers So sad to see the grieving of the people that he's leaving And he took the road for God knows in the morning We walked him to the station in the rain We kissed him as we put him on the train And we sang him a song of times long gone Though we knew that we'd be seeing him again (Far away) I'm sad to say I must be on my way So buy me beer and whiskey 'cause I'm going far away (far away) I'd like to think of me returning when I can To the greatest little boozer and to Sally MacLennane The years passed by the times had changed I grew to be a man I learned to love the virtues of sweet Sally MacLennane I took the jeers and drank the beers and crawled back home at dawn And ended up a barman in the morning I played the pump and took the hump and watered whiskey down I talked of whores and horses to the men who drank the brown I heard them say that Jimmy's making money far away And some people left for heaven without warning We walked him to the station in the rain We kissed him as we put him on the train And we sang him a song of times long gone Though we knew that we'd be seeing him again (Far away) I'm sad to say I must be on my way So buy me beer and whiskey 'cause I'm going far away (far away) I'd like to think of me returning when I can To the greatest little boozer and to Sally MacLennane When Jimmy came back home he was surprised that they were gone He asked me all the details of the train that they went on Some people they are scared to croak but Jimmy drank until he choked And he took the road for heaven in the morning We walked him to the station in the rain We kissed him as we put him on the train And we sang him a song of times long gone Though we knew that we'd be seeing him again (Far away) I'm sad to say I must be on my way So buy me beer and whiskey 'cause I'm going far away (far away) I'd like to think of me returning when I can To the greatest little boozer and to Sally MacLennane Quote Counting all the assholes in the room, well I'm definately not alone... And ye, I'd rather drive my Harley Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Babayaga Posted May 21, 2007 Report Share Posted May 21, 2007 Du har så rätt. Fick nog tillfälligt hjärnsläpp. Thin Lizzy är ju ändå en favoritgrupp. Appropå The Pogues, låten Nancy Whiskey med Shane McGowan är också riktigt bra! Whisky in the jar är väl, om jag inte har fel, en gammal Irländsk folksång som både The Dubliners, The Pouges, Thin Lizzy och Metallica tolkat. Dubliners version torde vara närmast originalet. Quote Joakim Jönsson, Uppsala Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
aftonande Posted February 18, 2010 Report Share Posted February 18, 2010 Whisky in the jar är väl, om jag inte har fel, en gammal Irländsk folksång som både The Dubliners, The Pouges, Thin Lizzy och Metallica tolkat. Dubliners version torde vara närmast originalet. Metallica "tolkade" väl inte direkt folkvisan, utan gjorde en cover på Thin Lizzys version. Thin Lizzy rockade upp den och skrev till gitarrslingan i början. Några låtar med whisky i texten: "Wine is fine but whiskey's quicker/suicide is slow with liquer" (Suicide Solution, Ozzy) "Whiskey, gin and brandy/with a glass I'm pretty handy/Try and walk a straight line/on sour mash and cheap wine" (Have a drink on me, AC/DC) "The dance band's playing the same old slime/I'm sinkin' whisky and you are sippin' cheap wine" (Carry me home, AC/DC) Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Per Eriksson Posted February 18, 2010 Report Share Posted February 18, 2010 American Pie And them good 'ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye singin' This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die. Quote Per Eriksson Borlänge Webmaster i smad (www.smad.se) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
paer Posted February 18, 2010 Report Share Posted February 18, 2010 Steve Earl - Copperheard Road Quote Pär Högberg GBG GWS #3 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ardbeg67 Posted February 18, 2010 Report Share Posted February 18, 2010 Perfekt låt till en provning av amerikansk whiskey The Ballad Of Ira Hayes Gather round me people, and a story I will tell About a brave young Indian you should remember well From the tribe of Pima Indians, a proud and a peaceful band They farmed the Phoenix valley in Arizona land Down their ditches for a thousand years the sparkling water rushed Till the white man stole their water rights and the running water hushed Now Ira's folks were hungry, and their farms grew crops of weeds But when war came, he volunteered and forgot the white man's greed. Call him drunken Ira Hayes He won't answer anymore Not the whiskey-drinking Indian Or the Marine who went to war Yes, call him drunken Ira Hayes He won't answer anymore Not the whiskey-drinking Indian Or the Marine who went to war. They started up Iwo Jima hill, two hundred and fifty men But only twenty-seven lived to walk back down that hill again And when the fight was over and Old Glory raised One of the men who held it high was the Indian, Ira Hayes. Call him drunken Ira Hayes He won't answer anymore Not the whiskey-drinking Indian Or the Marine who went to war Call him drunken Ira Hayes He won't answer anymore Not the whiskey-drinking Indian Or the Marine who went to war. Ira returned a hero, celebrated throughout the land He was wined and speeched and honored, everybody shook his hand But he was just a Pima Indian - no money, no crops, no chance - And at home nobody cared what Ira'd done, and when do the Indians dance? Call him drunken Ira Hayes He won't answer anymore Not the whiskey-drinking Indian Or the Marine who went to war Call him drunken Ira Hayes He won't answer anymore Not the whiskey-drinking Indian Or the Marine who went to war. Then Ira started drinking hard, jail was often his home They let him raise the flag there and lower it like you'd throw a dog a bone He died drunk early one morning, alone in the land he'd fought to save Two inches of water in a lonely ditch was the grave for Ira Hayes. Call him drunken Ira Hayes He won't answer anymore Not the whiskey-drinking Indian Or the Marine who went to war Call him drunken Ira Hayes He won't answer anymore Not the whiskey-drinking Indian Or the Marine who went to war. Yes, call him drunken Ira Hayes, but his land is still as dry And his ghost is lying thirsty in the ditch where Ira died. Call him drunken Ira Hayes He won't answer anymore Not the whiskey-drinking Indian Or the Marine who went to war Call him drunken Ira Hayes He won't answer anymore Not the whiskey-drinking Indian Or the Marine who went to war. Quote Benny Ingman, KarlstadCarlstad Whisky Connoisseurs - CWC Söker sample av: Brora 1970-1972 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MacNilsson Posted February 18, 2010 Author Report Share Posted February 18, 2010 Den gamle hedersmannen Nick Cave slår ju ganska ordentligt in spiken i tunnan med sin Rye Whiskey.. I said whiskey, rye whiskey, whiskey I cried If I don't get rye whiskey i surley will die If the sea were made of Whiskey and I was a duck I'd swim to the bottom and never come up Oh, but the sea ain't made of Whiskey and I ain't a duck So I play Jack Of Diamonds and trust on my luck I sanning en psalm så välsignad som någon..(censurerat) vad det svänger Quote Hasse Nilsson Växjö Maltwhiskysällskap Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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