[ALBUM] Unbowed

by The Moorings

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    [VINYL] - 12 tracks - 2017
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I’ve woken up with a blur in my mind And a blackout ‘bout what happened last night So I gave a bell to my mates To listen to what they had to say Jerry said I fell Tryin’ to pull out my knob Bartney said as well He saw me miss the boat But Kenny said don’t worry mate you were loaded with alcohol Where does the pain in my butt come from? I wonder what went wrong Everybody keeps on telling me son It’s just another drinking wound I’ve gotten up with a MASSIVE scratch on my butt Somebody has put its hands on me So I gave a bell to my mates To listen to what they had to say Jerry said there was This beautiful blond dike Barney said he thought She wasn’t what she looked like But Kenny said some drunken nights can kick the shit out of your pride Where does the pain in my butt come from? I wonder what went wrong Everybody keeps on telling me son It’s just another drinking wound
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Modern times have spoken Money’s become king And the poaching of millions Doesn’t mean a thing To the ones that do business To the ones for whom a cost Is more precious than the mess Caused when reason’s been lost In the name of science Or tradition bound The whaling ban is broken That’s how sick it sounds Is there no one in power? Is there no one on the scene? But the great Robert Hunter And the rest of its fleet If it’s more than you can stand And you believe there’s still a chance Come on and join the ranks Of Captain Watson’s gang At the end of the day Once profit’s been done The biggest price to pay Ain’t one you can count Some might be slightly richer Some might satisfy their needs But you know the game’s over for some that was unique Enough now with the talking-shop Enough now this has gotta stop Time’s come to react on the spot
3.
Amsterdam 03:15
Dans le port d'Amsterdam Y a des marins qui chantent Les rêves qui les hantent Au large d'Amsterdam Dans le port d'Amsterdam Y a des marins qui dorment Comme des oriflammesLe long des berges mornes Dans le port d'AmsterdamY a des marins qui meurent Pleins de bière et de drames Aux premières lueurs Mais dans le port d'Amsterdam Y a des marins qui naissent Dans la chaleur épaisse Des langueurs océanes Dans le port d'Amsterdam Y a des marins qui mangent Sur des nappes trop blanches Des poissons ruisselants Ils vous montrent des dents A croquer la fortune A décroisser la lune A bouffer des haubans Et ça sent la morue Jusque dans l’coeur des frites Que leurs grosses mains invitent A revenir en plus Puis se lèvent en riant Dans un bruit de tempête Referment leur braguette Et sortent en rotant Dans le port d'Amsterdam Y a des marins qui dansent En se frottant la panse Sur la panse des femmes Et ils tournent et ils dansent Comme des soleils crachés Dans le son déchiré D'un accordéon rance Ils se tordent le cou Pour mieux s'entendre rire Jusqu'à ce que tout à coup L'accordéon expire Alors le geste grave Alors le regard fier Ils ramènent leur batave Jusqu'en pleine lumière Dans le port d'Amsterdam Y a des marins qui boivent Et qui boivent et reboivent Et qui reboivent encore Ils boivent à la santé Des putains d'Amsterdam De Hambourg ou d'ailleurs Enfin ils boivent aux dames Qui leur donnent leur joli corps Qui leur donnent leur vertu Pour une pièce en or Et quand ils ont bien bu Se plantent le nez au ciel Se mouchent dans les étoiles Et ils pissent comme je pleure Sur les femmes infidèles Dans le port d'Amsterdam Dans le port d'Amsterdam
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The helmsman of a shipwreck Sinking like a stone Down towards the sea bed where marooned sailors go Was the truth of where I stood With none to live for (but) the winds took a turn as you did jump on board Like the whistling of a mermaid That blindly you follow You caught me in your fishnets taking on control Pulling me out of the stream In which I was to drown Full sail ahead to a fresh water’s call You’re me hope you’re me anchor Holding me on shore Far from stormy weather and sheltered from the cold In a hold I would molder Rotten to the core If your lamplighter hadn’t shone out through the fog A life of constant roving All around the globe Is all I’ve been doing from the day that I was born So worn out, a bit too old To still undergo The life you took me out of to you I’ll always owe I’ve seen it all from the deck of my boat I’ve seen it all and don’t want to see it no more My heart had to be stolen from the throes of the sea Killing once and for all The atrocious memories Of the mariner I used to be
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Avec les bras piqués tu m’aimes que pour un soir Avec les bras piqués les viocs changent de trottoir Avec les bras piqués j’aurais jamais de belle mère Avoir les bras piqués c’est forcément vulgaire mes bras portent les traits de toutes ces histoires ancrées à jamais au diable les standards Avec les bras piqués trouver un job c’est chaud Avec les bras piqués sauf dans tous les bistrots Avec les bras piqués tu contrôles mes papiers Avoir les bras piqués on sent qu’ça t’fait bien chier mes bras portent les traits de toutes ces histoires ancrées à jamais au diable les standards Avec les bras piqués tu crois qu’j’suis pas français Avec les bras piqués tu m’demandes si j’suis gay Avec les bras piqués tu crois qu’j’ai pas d’pognon mes bras piqués et moi ont pensent que t’es bien con mes bras portent les traits de toutes ces histoires ancrées à jamais au diable les standards des joies et des regrets croqués à la barbare et tant pis si de faits je finirais tricard
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The road to destiny is just as empty As the days passing by sloggin’ in a fact’ry Turning around mostly going nowhere Leaving the dreams for someone else to have So as boredom sets in and wears me out I cannot help but stand my ground By filling up my glass to the very top And drawn the little bastard in one single shot Drink up fast Drink up fast... Tomorrow’s been the same for the past two decades The same old ball and chain dictating my poor fate Based on constraints of lousy bills to pay Bringing the rain into my cloudy days So as anxiety reaches the top There’s that old time trick to make it drop Whether it’s with moonshine or with mountain dew They both do the job as long as you drink a few Drink up fast Drink up fast... Drink up fast To carry our mess away Drink up fast To ease up this bloody day Drink up fast For the loved ones gone away Drink up fast
8.
Brandy Belle 03:14
I think of thee Tellement t’es belle You laughed at me Je m’en rappelle Those shots are strong J’en bois souvent Am I so wrong De t’aimer autant Brandy Belle oh Brandy Belle For sur you do not care Que je me vautre à terre Brandy Belle oh ma bouteille There’s a fair maid right here Je préfère te choisir I come to live Quand tes effluves Mix up with mine Et j’en abuse Nobody else Ne me fait ça If we part ways J’survivrai pas
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Posy Of Lily 04:00
I wish you could forgive me for the wrong that I’ve caused For the rough times we had and all the untold I wish I could find out a way to disclose How sorry I am for all of me faults Like the letters of love that I never did write Like the moments of silence that pushed us aside There are millions of reasons to hold against me Here’s a posy of lily as an apology I wish I could wash out all the blood on my hands Make up for the mood swings you had to withstand I’m just a man with me good and me bad Working on a marriage as hard as he can Yes I have lost grounded feet gambling by despair Of troubles and cock ups I sure had my share With a little more luck covered in jewellery you’d be Here’s a posy of lily as an apology I wish you could see how rueful I am How what’s been and what’s gone affects where I stand But there’s one thing above all that will never swap Is me love for the misses deep down in my heart And I wish I could have offered more instants of joy We ain’t the couple I pictured when I was a young boy So for the failures the setbacks and all kinda worry Here’s a posy of lily as an apology I wish I would know how to make myself clear When the things that I say are not what I mean I know it ain’t much to tell you that I’m sorry So here’s a posy of lily as an apology
10.
Mutins 03:13
Sur le pont supérieur le capitaine se gave Et se moque de voguer à bord d’une épave Quand bien même de toutes parts la cale prend la flotte Le larbin plein les bottes écope Les trésors empilés sur fond d’escamotage Sont sCellés en lieux sûrs dans les canots de sauvetage Le naufrage peut venir toquer à la porte Le larbin plein les bottes écope Mutins Mutins Armons les chiens Le Jolly Roger fera Bonne figure sur le mât Armons les chiens Mutins Le gouvernail oscille à gauche et puis à droite Toujours à la dérive quand le gros temps frappe Les déferlantes abondent sans cesse mais qu’importe Le larbin plein les bottes écope Les hommes ne sont que l’ombre de leur commandement Qui à force de mensonges les maintient en rang Car tant qu’au loin miroite l’illusion d’une carotte Le larbin plein les bottes écope
11.
Some people might need love to make them happy Some might need a dog to keep them company Some people might dress up to look half pretty But all it takes really is an ice cold jar of whiskey Some people need a job to keep them busy Some might need an ally not to feel to lonely People might struggle to forget about their misery When all it takes really is an ice cold jar of whiskey So get me what it takes really So get me an ice cold jar of whiskey Some people need to fight to let their anger out Some might need to bribe to find an easy way out Some people might get thrilled with anything crazy When all it takes really is an ice cold jar of whiskey So as you can see now for quite a few problems Whiskey might be key for solving some of them So next time you’re needy ask yourself clearly If all it takes really ain’t an ice cold jar of whiskey
12.
Invictus 04:20
Out of the night that covers me Black as the pit from pole to pole I thank whatever gods may be For my unconquerable soul In the fell clutch of circumstance I have not winced nor cried aloud Under the bludgeonings of chance My head is bloody, but unbowed Beyond this place of wrath and tears Looms but the Horror of the shade And yet the menace of the years Finds, and shall find me, unafraid It matters not how strait the gate How charged with punishments the scrolL I am the master of my fate I am the captain of my soul

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[ALBUM] - Unbowed - 2017 - [MP10617]
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Tracks :
1 - Another Drinking Wound
2 - Captain Watson's Gang
3 - Amsterdam
4 - The Dancy Cargo Hold's Dance / Mermaid's Jig
5 - The Mariner I Used To Be
6 - Les Bras Piqués
7 - Drink Up Fast
8 -Brandy Belle
9 - Posy Of Lily
10 - Mutins
11 - Ice Cold Jar Of Whiskey
12 - Invictus
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Recorded @ Mast Prod Studio / DownTown Studio / PLDR Studio
Mixed @ Cube Studio / PLDR Studio / RedFox Prod Studio
Mastered by Vincent Mallet at UIEAL Mastering Paris
Artwork by Reynald Asphalt Jungle

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released May 15, 2017

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THE MOORINGS Sélestat, France

The Moorings are an ultra-energetic quintet famous for delivering an efficient mix between celtic folk and alternative rock.

Since 2010, The band has been faithful to the traditional themes of the Anglo-Saxon repertoire. It has been chosen many times to share the bill with the most respected bands of the genre such as The Dubliners, The Pogues or The Dropkick Murphys.
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