Flogging Molly nacieron en una de las muchas tabernas de los nietos de los emigrantes irlandeses de principios del siglo pasado que huyeron de la Gran Hambruna que mató a un millón de personas e hizo emigrar a otro millón y medio. Muy influenciados por la música de sus antepasados, comenzaron a tocar en la taberna de Molly Malones, en Los Angeles, dotando al folk irlandés de bandas como The Dubliners de otro tipo de música, más parecido a The Pogues.
¡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!
[VERSE 1] G Stuck on limbo bridge D Where below me ol' Nick grins CG Then laughs through the chaos of it all G Gets up off his chair D Spins a jig to my despair CDG He can't wait to count the times where I went wrong G Underneath the bush D Lay a begger out of luck CG On his lips was a taste he forgets G His hopes are filled with sand D That he watched fall through his hand CDG Every grain was a lifetime of regret
[CHORUS] DG So go and bow your head and weep CDG For your world won't change while you sleep DG Yeah, go and bow your head and weep CDEm For the summer that was lost, now is gone CDG Yeah, the summer that was lost, now is gone
[VERSE 2] G Fertile Mrs. Moore D Had thirteen kids but still looked good CG Til' her ol' man jumped leave on a ship G She never read a book D But by Christ she understood CDG That the meanin' of life starts in bed
[Chorus]
[SOLO] D/G/CD/G (x2)
[VERSE 3] G Killer Kilbain D Beat me senseless everyday CG I hope that bastard is beneath a head of stone G Where I'll dance upon his grave D For all the madness I now crave CDG While the scars that remain are still a curse G Stuck on limbo bridge D Where below me ol' Nick grins CG Then laughs through the chaos of it all G Gets up off his chair D Spins a jig to my despair CDG He can't wait to count the times where I went wrong CDG Yeah, he can't wait to count the times where I went wrong
[LAST CHORUS] DG So go and bow your head and weep CDG For your world won't change while you sleep DG Yeah, go and bow your head and weep CDEm For the summer that was lost, now is gone CDEm For the summer that was lost, now is gone CDEm For the summer that was lost, now is gone CDG For the summer that was lost, now is gone