Music, Music Videos, Covers Thread

[trog]

if you understand Danish and wish to look into the the primary artist Lorenzo Wooddrose

[trog]

whoops posted into the wrong place , but well worth a look if you want something different. If interested try Baby Woodrose.

[korg20000bc]

[ame]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EPfmNxKLDG4[/ame]

[Toxic_Avenger]

Black Sabbath - Paranoid

[ame]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cNdB5-A9O7g[/ame]

[Toxic_Avenger]

Blue Oyster Cult- Don't fear the Reaper

[ame]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AUO_5EALZoM[/ame]

I especially like the cowbell.

[Toxic_Avenger]

Scorpions - Wind of change
[ame]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n4RjJKxsamQ[/ame]

[Toxic_Avenger]

Double shot of rock.
Backing it up with one of my favourite power ballads of all time.

Guns N Roses. Estranged.

[ame]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dpmAY059TTY[/ame]

[korg20000bc]

[ame]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=szYrXzEi0cg&index=2&list=PLcVjm5TixIzsHL5Z 1Gj7NCEzAEt6om0Lp[/ame]

[korg20000bc]

[ame]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dhL_v6yZIso[/ame]

[korg20000bc]

I had a 4th class teacher at Jannali Primary School who used to sing this to the clas and we had to join in on the chorus.
Mr Paley- what a champ.
[ame]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sTmvjjoGgYw[/ame]

I'm a broken hearted keelman
And I'm o'erd in love
With a young lass in Gateshead
And I call her me dove.
Her name's Cushie Butterfield
And she sells yella clay
And her cousin is a muckman
And they call him Tom Grey.

She's a big lass she's a bonny lass
And she likes her beer,
And I call her Cushie Butterfield
And I wish she was here.

Her eyes is like two holes
In a blanket burnt through.
And her breath in the morning brows
Would scare a young cow

And when I hear her shouting
"Will you buy any clay?"
Like a candyman's trumpet,
It steals my heart away.

She's a big lass she's a bonny lass
And she likes her beer,
And I call her Cushie Butterfield
And I wish she was here.

You'll oft see her down at Sandgate
When the fresh herring comes in,
She's like a bagful of sawdust
Tied round with a string.

She wears big galoshes
And her stockings once was white,
And her petticoat's lilac,
And her hat's never straight.

She's a big lass she's a bonny lass
And she likes her beer,
And I call her Cushie Butterfield
And I wish she was here.

When I asked her to marry me
She started to laugh,
"Now none of your monkey tricks,
For I like ne such chaff."

Then she started a blubbing,
And she roared like a bull,
And the chaps on the quay says
I'm nought but a fool.

She's a big lass she's a bonny lass
And she likes her beer,
And I call her Cushie Butterfield
And I wish she was here.

She says the chap that gets her
Must work every day,
And when he comes home at nights
He must gang and seek clay.

And when he's away seeking,
She'll make balls and sing,
"O well may the keel row
That my laddie's in."

She's a big lass she's a bonny lass
And she likes her beer,
And I call her Cushie Butterfield
And I wish she was here.