Dropkick Murphys is a punk rock band formed in Quincy, Massachusetts, United States in 1996. First playing together in the basement of a friend's barbershop, the band made a name for itself because of its relentless touring and for its annual St. Patrick's Day weekend shows in Boston. The band's songs often deal with Celtic influences, and the working-class environment in which the band members grew up.
The band put out a series of EPs and was signed by Rancid frontman Tim Armstrong's label Hellcat Records.
Four years of hard work!This month of May we celebrated four years on the air. We continue working on the dissemination of this wonderful instrument, thank you for participating in our story!
Verse 1: (play intro x2) (B) (E) You say it's beacause we're boisterous (B) (E) You hate hate us 'cause we got our dignity B There's a difference between the two of us E It's a sense of morality and what corrupts B We stand together so proud and strong E This is the place where we belong GA We got loyal friends we keep our heads held high B We'll stick together, you and I GA Don't need no guns or no drugs on our streets E Just a place to go and boots on our feet
Intro x1
Verse 2: (play intro x2, and other guitar mutes chords) B* E* Young skinhead, they call you a hooligan B* E* Just because you don't make any sense to them B You're a hard-workin' man whose paid his dues E But they still call you rascist on the evening news B And the blood the runs right down your wrist E Doesn't come from a knife but the cuts on your fist GA Your torn up knuckles and faded blue jeans B Are the colors you wear and the life you've seen GA You tell the truth, look people in the eye B Don't live your life in no baggy disguise
Chorus: DEGA NEVER ALONE! THE CITY STREETS ARE WHERE WE ROAM! DEGA NEVER ALONE! THIS IS BOSTON IT'S OUR HOME! DEGA NEVER ALONE! THE CITY STREETS ARE WHERE WE ROAM! DEGAE NEVER ALONE! THIS IS BOSTON IT'S OUR HOME!
Bass only
Little riff D--7b9v--|
Verse 3: B~ E~ Don't need no gang to watch my *** B~ E~ Just loyal friendships and a pint of Bass B In the midst of this chaos and insanity E I'm the member of working class society B We'll sweat in the ring and bleed in the streets E But our will and spirit cannot be beat GA You can shoot and you can kick, but together we'll stick B Through thick and thin not stick nor stone GA Can break the bond that has here grown B Arm and arm we fight as one
Chorus x2
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