Waterboys Lyrics     Restless as the seafaring nomads whose chanties and airs they borrowed from, the Waterboys called no one style of music their own, but roamed the oceans and passage of time for sources of inspiration. Mike Scott and his ragtag troupe of aging folkies, pub buskers, and salty punks crafted with an artisan's care scrappy Folk-Rock that resonated with romantic, vaguely new age themes. Fisherman's Blues (1988) -- containing interpretations of Van Morrison, the Beatles, and W.B. Yeats -- captures them at their most adventurous. On the title track, Scott's tearful whelps and scotch-scorched vocals reach a fevered emotional pitch that infects the entire album. At a time when rock 'n' roll had brought to the brink of extinction instruments like the mandolin, bouzouki, and accordion, the Waterboys repopulated music with them, giving their songs a timeless quality. The results were never less than majestic. Download Waterboys MP3s here   Buy Rare Waterboys Records and CDs

Waterboys Song Lyric: Sweet Thing (van morrison, john lennon) And I will stroll the merry way and jump the hedges first And I will drink the clear clean water for to quench my thirst And I shall watch the ferry-boats and they’ll get high On a blue ocean, against tomorrow’s sky And I will walk and talk in gardens all wet with rain And I will never grow so old again Oh sweet thing, sweet thing My, my, my, my, my sweet thing And I will stroll the merry ways and jump the hedges first And I will drink the clear clean water for to quench my thirst And I shall watch the ferry-boats and they’ll get high On a blue ocean against tomorrow’s sky And I will walk and talk in gardens all wet with rain And never ever ever ever ever get so old again Ooh... Sweet thing My my my... And I shall drive my chariot down your streets and cry Hey, it’s me! I’m dynamite and I don’t know why And you shall take me warm in your arms again And I will not remember that I ever felt the pain And I will walk and talk in gardens all wet with rain And never ever ever ever ever get so old again Ooh Sweet thing Yeah yeah yeah... Sweet thing My my my... And I will raise my hand up into the night time sky And count the stars there shining in your eyes Just to dig it all an’ not to wonder, that’s just fine And I’ll be satisfied not to read in between the lines And I will walk and talk in gardens all wet with rain And never ever ever ever ever get so old again Sugar-baby with your champagne eyes And your saint-like smile.... Blackbird singing in the dead of night Blackbird singing in the dead of night Take this broken wing and learn to fly All your life you were just waiting for this moment to arrive Blackbird singing in the dead of night Take your sunken eyes, learn to see All your life you were only waiting for this moment to be free... Get This Ringtone A Girl Called Johnny A Golden Age A Man Is In Love A Pagan Place A Rock in a Weary Land Ahead Down The Highway All My Way Ireland All The Boys Love Carrie Anatomy of a Love Affair And A Bang On The Ear Barely Out of Teenage Be My Enemy Behold The Sea Big Lover Blowing in The Wind Born to Be Together Bring ’em All In Buckets of Rain Bury My Heart Calling Back My Spirit Careful With That Melletron, Eugene Come Live With Me Coming in to Harbour Corn Circles Crown Custer’s Blues Dancing Barefoot December Don’t Bang The Drum Drunken Head Blues

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