Over the past three albums and five years, Toronto’s Celtic rock band Enter The Haggis has found itself at the center of a grassroots success story ever teetering on the brink of mainstream success. From playing Celtic festivals to headlining them, and from the festival circuit to selling out multiple nights in rock venues, ETH has blazed a path with heavy and almost constant touring up and down the East Coast, to Canada, the West Coast and back again, winning over success one fan, one town, one region at a time.
Quatro anos de trabalho duro!Neste mês de maio fizemos quatro anos no ar. Continuamos trabalhando na divulgação deste maravilhoso instrumento, obrigado por participar da nossa história!
From Enter the Haggis' album "Let the Wind Blow High". You can figure out the strumming pattern. If there are any questions that are relevant to this tab, do not hesitate to email me. Comment and/or rate if it suits you.
Tuning: Eb Ab Db Gb Bb eb (half a step down)
F#mED eb -|--2--| eb -|--0--| eb -|--2--| Bb -|--2--| Bb -|--0--| Bb -|--3--| Gb -|--2--| Gb -|--1--| Gb -|--2--| Db -|--4--| Db -|--2--| Db -|--0--| Ab -|--4--| Ab -|--2--| Ab -|-----| Eb -|--2--| Eb -|--0--| Eb -|-----|
(Technically, the guitar should not be playing during the intro, but you really wish to play...)
Intro:
F#mED DEF#m 7x
F#m Well, I just come down from the Isle of sky E I'm not very big and I'm awfully shy DDEF#m The lasses shout as I go by "Donald, where's your troosers?"
F#m Let the wind blow high Let the wind blow low E Through the streets in a kilt I go D All the lasses shout "Hello! DEF#m Donald, where's yer troosers?"
F#mED DEF#m
F#m A lassie took me to the ball E And it was slippery in the hall D I was afraid that I would fall DEF#m Cause I was'nae wearin' troosers
F#m Let the wind blow high Let the wind blow low E Through the streets in a kilt I go D All the lasses shout "Hello! DEF#m Donald, where's yer troosers?"
F#m Let the wind blow high Let the wind blow low E Through the streets in a kilt I go D All the lasses shout "Hello! DEF#m Donald, where's yer troosers?"
F#mED DEF#m
F#m To wear the kilt is my delight E I'm never wrong 'cause I'm always right D The highlanders would get a fright DEF#m If they saw me wearin' troosers
F#m Let the wind blow high Let the wind blow low E Through the streets in a kilt I go D All the lasses shout "Hello! DEF#m Donald, where's yer troosers?"
F#mED DEF#m 2X
F#m Well, I was drivin' in my car E Went downtown to Kenny's bar D Fifteen Scotches, five cigars DEF#m And I left without my troosers
F#m Let the wind blow high Let the wind blow low E Through the streets in a kilt I go D All the lasses shout "Hello! DEF#m Donald, where's yer troosers?"
F#m Let the wind blow high! E Let the wind blow low... D Through the streets in a kilt I go... DEF#m Donald, where's yer troosers..?
F#mED DEF#m 3x
F#m Well, I just come down from the Isle of sky E I'm not very big and I'm awfully shy DDEF#m The lasses shout as I go by "Donald, where's your troosers?"
F#m Let the wind blow high Let the wind blow low E Through the streets in a kilt I go D All the lasses shout "Hello! DEF#m Donald, where's yer troosers?"