Arthur McBride and The Sergeant - Paul Brady descargar videos gratis

Mic Hale

Whenever I sing Tim Wood's 'Freeman' - "He knew all the words to 'Arthur McBride'" - this is in the room.

Philomena Wales

Great memories of listening to Paul Brady in Ireland many moons ago.......Thanks for sharing, best wishes P

John McG

Nobody sings this song like Paul B. There is a feel and depth to the words and melody that are just so subtle. It helps to have matured in N.I. methinks.John McG

Philomena Wales

Love this song

Angela Brophy

Mary black

Mc G

Oh, me and my cousin, one Arthur McBrideAs we went a-walking down by the seasideNow, mark what followed and what did betideFor it being on Christmas morning…Out for recreation, we went on a trampAnd we met Sergeant Napper and Corporal VampAnd a little wee drummer, intending to campFor the day being pleasant and charming.“Good morning ! Good morning!” the sergeant did cry“And the same to you gentlemen! ” we did reply ,Intending no harm but meant to pass byFor it being on Christmas morning.But says he, “My fine fellows if you will enlist,It’s ten guineas in gold I will slip in your fistAnd a crown in the bargain for to kick up the dustAnd drink the King’s health in the morning.For a soldier he leads a very fine lifeAnd he always is blessed with a charming young wifeAnd he pays all his debts without sorrow or strifeAnd always lives pleasant and charming…And a soldier he always is decent and cleanIn the finest of clothing he’s constantly seenWhile other poor fellows go dirty and meanAnd sup on thin gruel in the morning. ”“But “, says Arthur, “I wouldn’t be proud of your clothesFor you’ve only the lend of them as I supposeAnd you dare not change them one night, for you knowIf you do you’ll be flogged in the morning.And although that we are single and freewe take great delight in our own companyAnd we have no desire strange faces to seeAlthough that your offers are charmingAnd we have no desire to take your advanceAll hazards and dangers we barter on chanceFor you would have no scruples for to send us to FranceWhere we would get shot without warning ”“Oh now! “, says the sergeant “I’ll have no such chatAnd I neither will take it from spalpeen or bratFor if you insult me with one other wordI’ll cut off your heads in the morning ”And then Arthur and I we soon drew our hodsAnd we scarce gave them time for to draw their own bladesWhen a trusty shillelagh came over their headsAnd bade them take that as fair warningAnd their old rusty rapiers that hung by their sideWe flung them as far as we could in the tide“Now take them out, Divils! “, cried Arthur McBride“And temper their edge in the morning “.And the little wee drummer we flattened his powAnd we made a football of his rowdeydowdowThrew it in the tide for to rock and to rowAnd bade it a tedious returningAnd we having no money, paid them off in cracksAnd we paid no respect to their two bloody backsFor we lathered them there like a pair of wet sacksAnd left them for dead in the morning.And so to conclude and to finish disputesWe obligingly asked if they wanted recruitsFor we were the lads who would give them hard cloutsAnd bid them look sharp in the morning.Oh me and my cousin, one Arthur McBrideAs we went a walkin’ down by the seaside,Now mark what followed and what did betideFor it being on Christmas morning.

Tir Chonaill Tiger

'For we were the lads that would give them hard clouts'. REMEMBER THAT. I shed a tear to this version. Utterly superb.

Cliff Bywater

What an excellent song and performance! Can't wait to start working it out.

JonnyRingo

History is written by the ones who are victorious,

Frank Atack

Pure Class.

Sean Hickey

Anyone have any chords?

Alex Odonnell

such a glorious laugh/lark..and uncle tom cobley and all... thanks lads...

MiniverCheevy63

Maya, the goddess of illusion, hides reality behind her veils. Chief of which of which is politics. Whichever party you vote for, they will both will lead you to " sup on thin gruel in the morning." Revel instead in the joys of the higher pursuits of humanity: music, art, philosophy, theology. Let the politicians create their armies from their own numbers. Follow the lesson taught by Arthur McBride.

Len Laviolette

I pull this video up frequently over the years and I never, tire of it. Brilliant!!

M Cass

A great humble talent

Jerry Martin

The very best version that I have ever heard of this song... a tune that sticks in your head to be sure... way to go Paul.

123ubuntu666

When I am recognized for my talents and get to hold court with Total Guitar magazine, and they ask ME, what MY top 10 guitarists are, I'll sneak Paul Brady in at no.5 or no.6.That look he gives at the end, where he has even surprised himself. Priceless. I know that look. It's the look of a hundred hours of practice paying off. Pulling it off. The acknowledgement from the few others in the room, all it takes to break that stunned silence of (and excuse my language here) Fucking hell!. What the fuck was that?This is a superb version of a superb song.

123ubuntu666

A man who has made a song his own. Played it a thousand times probably. And brings something new to the table every time he 'performs' it. Probably surprising himself every time into the bargain. As well an any audience that had heard it a hundred times before.Genius is a bit strong, and is overused. Though Brady is one, no doubt. But he is too humble for all that nonsense. A workman who has mastered his tools, of voice, guitar, atmosphere and rendition. A true craftsman at work.Enjoy and revel in his mastery!

The Acoustic Bedroom

No doubt. Paul Brady is stunning. Have seen him in concert a few times with only guitar or piano & you could hear a pin drop. A class act. This is superb.

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