The Saw Doctors was an Irish rock band. Formed in 1986 in Tuam, County Galway, they achieved eighteen Top 30 singles in The Republic of Ireland including three number ones. Their first number one, "I Useta Lover," topped the Irish charts for nine consecutive weeks in 1990, and still holds the record for the country's all-time biggest-selling single. Renowned for their live performances, the band won a cult following, especially in Ireland, the United Kingdom, and the United States.
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!
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subject:"all the way from tuam", saw doctors, all the way from tuam ,1992 it sort of goes like this,
CGCF l'm from the town drenched in football and rain CGC that fathered the terrible twins CGCF tom murphy the footballer, playwright and singer CGC he left to spread his wide wings CGCF where the dance halls once buzzing with shifts and refusals CGC stand silent dejected and cold CGCF where they played basketball for a longer duration CGC than anywhere else in the world
chorus: CFG we're all the way from tuam CFG all the way from tuam CFG with a rock solid spirit, that'll never be broken CFG there's songs to be sung, and there's words to be spoken CFG from the town that was built, where the cart wheel was broken CFG we're all the way from tuam CFG all the way from tuam
comment: substitute, from the town.... to; l still remember, the white star being open(2nd chorus) add; no matter where you're from,everyone local(after,from the town...in the 3rd chorus) extra verses; where we'd spend all the weekends to help pass the winter playing soccer above in parkmore or we'd travel away for a match into galway in the swamp or out in renmore they'd be calling us smokies the lads from the city but l didn't care what they called me just plank it in lively across for the noodle, sham his jills with the k.d's a gomey chorus: here in the town where the high king once ruled with the wisdom of ages gone by the grey stone cathedral spiers are dwarfed by a tall metal tower in the sky where the traveller's are settling, and the settled gone travelling the pubs full of gossip and rumour you'll never better the people of tuam for their power, passion, packets and humour chorus:
sounds good with an harmonica/accordion, and needs a geeser on a fiddle to whack out some subtle mellow undertones!! goodnight vienna simon