BLUE MEN OF THE MINCH
#Genre principal : Folk-punk celtique Influences : Dans le style de la chanson Sally MacLennane du groupe The Pogues #Instruments : Guitare acoustique, Bouzouki irlandais, Accordéon piano, violon, #Tempo : 160-180 BPM #Temporalité : 4/4 Tonalité : D #Structure : Couplet, Prérefrain, Refrain, couplet, Prerefrain, Refrain, couplet, Refrain, Refrain final. Chanson avec un rythme animé, on recherche une ambiance d’un groupe punk acoustique qui joue live
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Lyrics
[D] We left from [C] Stornoway with the [G] dawn still [A] grey,
[D] And the wind like a [C] drunk with a [G] knife that [A] day.
[D] The bosun swore he [C] saw shapes in the [G] spray,
[A] Blue shadows rising from below.
[D] The captain yelled “[C] Trim the sails, boys, [G] trim!”
[A] But the sea had a mind of its own.
[D] Then a voice rose [C] up from the [G] waters [A] dim,
[Em] Like a curse carved [A] deep in [D] stone.
[Em] And the waves rolled [G] high, and the [A] deck rolled [D] low,
[Em] And the Minch began to [G] roar.
[Em] When the Blue Men [G] sing, every [A] sailor knows
There’s a [A] reckoning offshore.
[D] Hey! [G] Ho! [A] Grip that [C] rail!
[D] Blue Men [G] of the [A] Minch want your [A] bones to sail!
[D] Shout it [G] loud or the [A] storm won’t [C] fail
[Em] Let the devil [A] come pinch by [D] pinch!
[D] Hey! [G] Ho! [A] Hold that [C] line!
[D] Salt in your [G] teeth and a [A] curse in your [A] spine!
[D] Drink to the [G] dead and the [A] next in [C] line
[Em] For the Blue [A] Men of the [D] Minch!
[D] Their leader rose [C] with a grin of [G] foam and [A] spite,
[D] Eyes cold as a [C] winter gale at [G] night.
[D] He called our captain [C] by name outright,
[G] Spoke a riddle sharp as a [A] blade.
[D] “Tell me, sailor, [C] what rules the [G] deep?
[A] What master do you obey?”
[D] But the captain’s tongue [C] was tangled in [G] sleep,
[Em] And the tide began to [A] sway and [D] sway.
[Em] And the waves rolled [G] high, and the [A] rigging [D] screamed,
[Em] And the storm closed [G] in again.
[Em] When the Blue Men [G] chant, every [A] old salt knows
There’s no [A] mercy for drowned men.
[D] Hey! [G] Ho! [A] Grip that [C] rail!
[D] Blue Men [G] of the [A] Minch want your [A] bones to sail!
[D] Shout it [G] loud or the [A] storm won’t [C] fail
[Em] Let the devil [A] come pinch by [D] pinch!
[D] Hey! [G] Ho! [A] Hold that [C] line!
[D] Salt in your [G] teeth and a [A] curse in your [A] spine!
[D] Drink to the [G] dead and the [A] next in [C] line
[Em] For the Blue [A] Men of the [D] Minch!
[G] Some say they’re spirits of [A] drowned old crews,
[C] Some say they’re the sea made [D] flesh.
[G] But I saw truth in the [A] shifting hues
[C] Death dancing in the [A] mesh.
[G] So I shouted back with a [A] trembling roar,
[C] A verse I barely [D] knew:
[G] “The sea is queen and [A] forevermore,
[Em] We’re only [A] passing [D] through!”
[D] Hey! [G] Ho! [A] Grip that [C] rail!
[D] Blue Men [G] of the [A] Minch want your [A] bones to sail!
[D] Shout it [G] loud or the [A] storm won’t [C] fail
[Em] Let the devil [A] come pinch by [D] pinch!
[D] Hey! [G] Ho! [A] One last [C] cry!
[D] Let the gulls be [G] damned as they [A] circle the [A] sky!
[D] If we sink, let the [G] world know [A] why—
[C] We sang to the [Em] Blue Men [A] of the [D] Minch!