whisky in the rocks

[Lasse Vallin]

...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

[mange]

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

[J_R]

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!

[mejparn]

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!

[MacNilsson]

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

[Qonos]

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

[deathstar]

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

[Bullie]

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

[Babayaga]

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.

[aftonande]

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)