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Unforgotten Lore

by The Royal Spuds

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1.
The Arrival 00:52
Sit down me boys and hark my words Unforgotten lore Tales of woe and tales of hurt Unforgotten lore The old and young remember none We´ll have you learn before we´re done Sit down me boys and hark my words Unforgotten lore Sit down me boys and hear my plea Unforgotten lore When the music ends we all will see Unforgotten lore The old and young all chant along We´ll have you learn before we´re done Sit down me boys and hear my plea Unforgotten lore
2.
I used to party all week On just two hours of sleep Now I need to recover for days My mind is still willing But my body is weak I´ll be fine if I only behave With simple intentions And a clear lust for life I try to forget all the pain The party is over Before it begins Only the bruises remain I´m not keen on getting old but I sure ain´t getting younger I´m too old for this Now it´s Saturday night And I´m out on the town Partying like it´s my last A hole in my mind I can´t seem to recall How I ever made it to bed I know I can´t do it But God know´s I´ll try I´ll try I´ll try I´ll try And now that I´m home And put on my good robe I can´t help but wonder why I´m not keen on getting old but I sure ain´t getting younger I´m too old for this Just give me one more I can handle myself I´ll act like I´m still seventeen From balding to strapping In only two beers And no second thought in between But now that I wake up With blood on my clothes And my bed sheets covered in piss I take a look in the mirror And accept what I can´t I´m too old for this I´m not keen on getting old but I sure ain´t getting younger I´m too old for this
3.
Johnny Jump Up I will tell you a story That happened to me One day as I went out To Youghal by the sea The sun it was bright And the day it was warm Says I a quiet pint Wouldn´t do me no harm I went into the barman And said give me a stout Says the barman I´m sorry all the beer just sold out Try whiskey or Paddy Ten years in the wood Says I I´ll try cider I´ve heard that it´s good Oh never oh never oh never again If I live to a hundred or a hundred and ten I fell to the ground and I couldn´t get up After drinking a pint of the Johnny Jump Up After lowering the third I headed straight for the yard Where I bumped into Brophy The big civic guard Come here to me boy Don´t you know I´m the law Well I upped, with me fist And I snapped at his jaw Well he fell to ground With his knees doubled up But it wasn´t I hit him It was the Johnny Jump Up And the next thing I met down In Youghal by the sea Was a cripple on crutches And says he to me I´m afraid of me life I´ll be hit by a car Won´t you help me across To the railwayman´s bar And after three pints Of that cider so sweet He threw down his crutches And he danced at his feet Oh never oh never oh never again If I live to a hundred or a hundred and ten I fell to the ground and I couldn´t get up After drinking a pint of the Johnny Jump Up Now I went up the Lee road A friend for to see They call it the madhouse In Cork by the Lee When I got up there The truth I do tell They had the poor bugger Locked up in his cell Says the guard testing him Say these words if you can Around the ragged rocks The ragged rascal ran Tell them I´m not crazy Tell them I´m not mad Twas only six pints Of that cider I had Now a man died in the union By the name of McNabb They washed him and placed him Outside on a slab And after the coroner His measurements did take His wife took him home To a bloody fine wake Twas about twelve o´clock And the beer it was high The corpse he sat up And he said with a sigh I can´t get to heaven They won´t let me up Til I bring them a pint Of the Johnny Jump Up Oh never oh never oh never again If I live to a hundred or a hundred and ten I fell to the ground and I couldn´t get up After drinking a pint of the Johnny Jump Up
4.
A Man 03:48
A Man There´s a new man in town And nobody knows his name There´s a new man in town He´s dressed in dirty rags and chains There´s a new man in town He looks bewildered and afraid He´s a man you don´t meet everyday The look on his face Suggests he needs another beer The look on his face Betrays his eagerness and fear The look on his face Shows signs of those that he held dear He´s a man you don´t meet everyday The tales that he shares Are of old times long since passed The tales that he shares Are of distant foreign lands The tales that he shares Will make you reminisce with friends He´s a man you don´t meet everyday You don´t meet everyday
5.
Well he met her on vacation To the grand ole´ isle o´ green And she was the fairest maiden That his eyes had ever seen So fair in fact he got her drunk As drunk as drunk can be And he banged her in an alley in Killarney The truth is that she didn´t mind She let him do his thing This is what she was looking for A temporary fling She knew he had to leave real soon That´s why she went along And he banged her in an alley in Killarney When they were done Head over heels They fell into the street She was tripping on the cobblestones And then landed on his meat That´s when he decided That he´d do her right again And he banged her in an alley in Killarney The love the lust was fornicated Through a drunken haze Turned into something unforgotten Til the end of days Collapsed afront the pub Where they met the night before And he banged her in an alley in Killarney Next morning bright and early That´s where they were found Half dead and almost sober Spread eagle on the ground She made a call and they picked her up And then he saw here nevermore But he banged her in an alley in Killarney
6.
Tri Martolod 06:18
Tri martolod yaouank La la la la la la Tri martolod yaouank i vonet da veajiñ E vonet da veajiñ, gê! E vonet da veajiñ Gant 'n avel bet kaset La la la la la la Gant 'n avel bet kaset beteg an Douar Nevez Beteg an Douar Nevez, gê! Beteg an Douar Nevez E-kichen mein ar veilh La la la la la la E-kichen mein ar veilh o deus mouilhet o eorioù O deus mouilhet o eorioù, gê! O deus mouilhet o eorioù Hag e-barzh ar veilh-se La la la la la la Hag e-barzh ar veilh-se e oa ur servijourez Pelec'h 'n eus graet konesañs, gê! Pelec'h 'n eus graet konesañs E Naoned er marc'had La la la la la la E Naoned er marc'had hor boa choazet ur walenn
7.
Gather round oh young and old For I´ve got a story to tell A story that the Scottish spread Of the places where they hail from It´s all about a creature Elusive weird and rare Sought by many but seen by none And enjoyed by those who care Once a Scotsman spotted one And he caught it by the feet He took it home to show his wife His children and to eat They skinned the ugly critter And put it in a pot His wife and children cried hurrah That´s the best thing I´ve ever got Fear nae the Haggis lads It would nae harm a fly It moves around in circles Short legs up the mountainside The Scotsman tried to catch a new But he never found more He tried to retrace his steps And do exactly as before But the Haggis They never reappeared He´d eaten the last Which was exactly as he feared Well they were trying to reinvent the taste And they tried everything Pork and beef, mutton chops And they even asked the king The king he spoke Take all the leftover meat Mix it all up with sheep intestine Get the people to eat Fear nae the Haggis lads It would nae harm a fly It moves around in circles Short legs up the mountainside Up the mountainside

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released December 29, 2018

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The Royal Spuds Leiden, Netherlands

A bit of punk, a pinch of good old rock music and whole lot of folkie tunes is what The Royal Spuds call throwing a party in style!

Be it studio, festival or concert venue, these guys feel at home everywhere. So, if you want a party, you know where to go!
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