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Johnny at the Door
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This was my first effort at writing a sing-along Celtic drinking song.
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The Original Celtic Renaissance duo from Austin, TX! Called Masters of Traditional Folk by The Austin Chronicle, Marc Gunn and Andrew McKee join the autoharp, r
We are the Brobdingnagian Bards (pronounced brAHb'ding-näg-EE-en). We perform a unique style of Celtic folk music that we like to call "a Renaissance in Celtic music" or "The Original Celtic Renaissance. Ask our fans though, and they'll tell you our music is just plain "fun!" With six studio albums completed in just five years, combined with ten other compilations, singles and EPs, we've been called one of the most-productive Celtic groups around. But we just love playing the music.
Song Info
Genre
World • Traditional Celtic
Author
words and music Marc Gunn
Rights
Gunn-McKee
Uploaded
March 24, 2009
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MP3 3.4 MB • 128 kbps • 3:41
Story behind the song
This song went through several evolutions in song titles from 'A Man And His Beer', to 'Johnny Awoke' to 'Johnny at the Door' and finally 'I'll Drink from Dusk Till Dawn'. I think I finally found a name that'll stick. (I hope). This was my first effort at writing a sing-along Celtic drinking song.
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Johnny awoke with an ache in his head. Bad dreams had made him ill. And he grumbled as he dressed despite his duress As he made his way to the mill. Well he never wanted to work that day, But the foreman had himself clear. So Johnny dreamed of the eve to come When he'd drink him beer after beer, singing... "I'll drink from dusk till dawn I'll drink a toast to day's end. Yes, I'll drink from dusk till dawn And I'll drink to the health of me friends." It was a cold morning, went straight to his bones Oh, he wished that he had him some ale. Just one fine glass of stout Guiness Would hold him till the end of the trail. Oh his mouth watered with the thought of ale By the time he arrived he'd decide That not even Death could keep him away From his friends and their favorite dive. They'd sing... Johnny worked hard all the day His mind away drinking alone And he told his friends of the pledge he'd made And the fantasy that kept him afloat. "Come hell or high water I'll drink with you Nothing could keep me away." When the day came to end, he left with a friend. Together they walked and they sang... On the road they came to a bridge of rope And there they met a man With a scythe in his hand and an evil grin Twas Old Death who cut Johnny down. Johnny's friend crossed himself, swore it'was the truth As he retold the scene to the bar And they raised a glass to Johnny's last words, "I'll drink with ye come hell or high water!" He said... Well the door swung open, a cold wind blew in And there stood a man unafraid. He called for a beer. They realized when near It was Johnny come back from the grave. He said, "You could keep me away from work. For there's nothing I live for me there. But I told you today of the pledge I made You can't keep a man from his beer! They sang...
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