Biografía:
Hermitage Green formed in July 2010 in a locked back room of the Curragower bar, Limerick. What started out as a spontaneous jam session between friends, soon developed in to a strong acoustic outfit with an original sound, for which the band have credited their contrasting musical tastes. These interests range from traditional irish and folk music to metal- and have formed the basis of an entirely unique approach in how the band deliver their material.
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¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
Capo 1
G Em
Nothing comes to mind
C
Through each thought thrown
D
And hope you'll find
G
A line that belongs
Em
Through each small dig
C
And hole deep inside
D
A line that forsakes
Em
But might soon oblige
Am G
Don’t you hang your head
Em
Avoid all bitterness
Am G
Into each we step
Em
Don’t live with regret
Am G
The reel will keep its roll,
Em
never let you free
Am G
Fill an empty soul,
Em
it wont be all that you can be
Am G
So let the ink flow
Em
Don’t you drop the pen
Am G
For one song to begin
Em
Another song must end
Am G
Only time will tell
Em
Foreign years will judge
Am G
Is this one for keeps
Em
Or will she sweep it under the rug
{Instrumental Bit} G - Am - B - C
Am G
The reel will keep its roll,
Em
never let you free
Am G
Fill an empty soul,
Em
it wont be all that you can be
Am G
So let the ink flow
Em
Don’t you drop the pen
Am G
For one song to begin
Em
Another song must end
G
So let the ink flow
Em
Don’t you drop the pen
Am G
For one song to begin
Em
Another song must end
Am G
Only time will tell
Em
Foreign years will judge
Am G
Is this one for keeps
Em
Or will she sweep it under the rug
Am G
So let the ink flow
Em
Don’t you drop the pen
Am G
For the right song to begin
Em
Another song must end
G
(Ring)
G Em
Nothing comes to mind
C
Through each thought thrown
D
And hope you'll find
G
A line that belongs
Em
Through each small dig
C
And hole deep inside
D
A line that forsakes
Em
But might soon oblige
Am G
Don’t you hang your head
Em
Avoid all bitterness
Am G
Into each we step
Em
Don’t live with regret
Am G
The reel will keep its roll,
Em
never let you free
Am G
Fill an empty soul,
Em
it wont be all that you can be
Am G
So let the ink flow
Em
Don’t you drop the pen
Am G
For one song to begin
Em
Another song must end
Am G
Only time will tell
Em
Foreign years will judge
Am G
Is this one for keeps
Em
Or will she sweep it under the rug
{Instrumental Bit} G - Am - B - C
Am G
The reel will keep its roll,
Em
never let you free
Am G
Fill an empty soul,
Em
it wont be all that you can be
Am G
So let the ink flow
Em
Don’t you drop the pen
Am G
For one song to begin
Em
Another song must end
G
So let the ink flow
Em
Don’t you drop the pen
Am G
For one song to begin
Em
Another song must end
Am G
Only time will tell
Em
Foreign years will judge
Am G
Is this one for keeps
Em
Or will she sweep it under the rug
Am G
So let the ink flow
Em
Don’t you drop the pen
Am G
For the right song to begin
Em
Another song must end
G
(Ring)
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