Music Video

Jetplane Landing - Walls of Derry (Live)
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Credits

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Jetplane Landing
Jetplane Landing
Künstler:in
Cahir O'Doherty
Cahir O'Doherty
E-Gitarre
Jamie Burchell
Jamie Burchell
Bassgitarre
Andrew Ferris
Andrew Ferris
Leadgesang
Craig McKean
Craig McKean
Schlagzeug
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Cahir O'Doherty
Cahir O'Doherty
Songwriter:in
Jamie Burchell
Jamie Burchell
Songwriter:in
Andrew Ferris
Andrew Ferris
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Cahir O'Doherty
Cahir O'Doherty
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Tom Langrish
Tom Langrish
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Chris Cassidy
Chris Cassidy
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Tre Sheppard
Tre Sheppard
Mischtechniker:in

Lyrics

In tragic lines
They bury
The Du Pont boys
So hard and heavy
Chemicals still rusting
In their veins
That last one thousand years
In the quayside
In a bar
Close to where those mortar bombs
Blew up a bank
We sit in glumness
And we toast
To Caledonia and its hallions
Hallions!
Ah those sweet Derry girls
Mothers, sisters
They're the flames across our backs
Our backs
Whiskey, wine and black beer
Our knees buckle
As we carry the bones of
Our fathers
In tragic lines
They bury
The Du Pont boys
So hard and heavy
Chemicals still rusting
In their veins
That last one thousand years
Angels that collect our faith
And mend out blown out tyres
Sit calmly under Shipquay Gate
And map our swirling starts
Ah those sweet Derry girls
Mothers, sisters
They're the flames across our backs
Our backs
Whiskey, wine and black beer
Our knees buckle
As we carry the bones of
Our fathers
And these walls, stone and steel
Form the sentences we build
And these wounds, left unhealed
Form our sentence meant to serve
Hunger's heart held in verse
As the skylark sings its tune
And these walls, stone and steel
Form the sentences we build
And these wounds, left unhealed
Form our sentence meant to serve
Hunger's heart held in verse
As the skylark sings its tune
And these walls, stone and steel
Form the sentences we build
Hunger's heart held in verse
As the skylark sings its tune
And these walls, heaven's hold
Form our sentences, pure gold
Form our sentences, pure gold
Written by: Andrew Ferris, Cahir O'Doherty, Jamie Burchell
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