Lankum - Cold Old Fire [Live at The Parlour]

We had Lankum on The Parlour for our first episode of season one. Here’s Cold Old Fire from that episode.
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[@strumbadstroller7350]

Oh my, this band is on another level. So looking forward tom seeing them a couple of time in the next few months.

[@coldmanblues1446]

I want this song played at my funeral one day that's how much I love and respect this band. I love you guys 😎❤

[@keithbate9405]

This album/band is the best I have heard of this type of music for over 40 years forgot the overrates Mumford's and Bellowhead . This is great folk music

[@svenlittlecross]

+Keith Bate absolutely

[@thevanabond]

Man! Long live Irish music, thank you for this!

[@MCcamilx]

“We always sing, even when were losing
‘Cos Dublin’s drone is hard enough especially when you’re down and you’re boozing
We sing the Oul’ Triangle and then the Tommy Ryan
‘Cos all the world’s a jail and we can’t remember why
Why we agreed to live and lie in embers of a cold old fire nobody remembers
They hand the ashes back to me down the button factory, we’re cattle at the stall
We look for signs that Dublin’s heart’s still beating,
That concrete and glass and peelers and mass, they haven’t stopped the people from screaming,
Being trapped by all the cameras you’re inclined to stay at home,
And forget some songs were written to remind you you weren’t born
Born to live and lie and die in embers of a cold old fire nobody remembers
They hand the ashes back to me down the button factory, we’re cattle at the stall
We see the cracks under the foundation,
Smouldering on the faces of the people on the drip of isolation,
We hear the sounds come streaming across the crackling air,
The broken words of swine who would tell us that we were
Born to live and lie and die in embers of a cold old fire nobody remembers
They hand the ashes back to me down the button factory, were cattle at the stall
And when did we agree to live and lie and die in embers of a cold old fire nobody remembers?
They hand the ashes back to me down the button factory, we’re cattle at the stall.”

[@longfellowrocked]

Raw and without pretension. How refreshing.

[@coldmanblues1446]

HOT DAMN!! I LOVE THAT SONG

[@markreid3887]

Fantastic tune these guys are great,thus song haunts in a beautiful way, love ir thank you Lankum.

[@MaryChrisMaryCdiliapo]

We always sing, even when were losing ... 💞🦋ヽ♡｀♪

[@keithbate9405]

great gig at the MAC Birmingham last Monday (08.05.17) and this track was the highlight . wonderful gig in a small theatre venue and got to meet the band during the interval (it was a long set )
lovely people and
"great music has lived , lives and will live " KWB

[@patcom1013]

There's only one country in the world (and one city) that can produce sounds like this. Others wish they could do so.

[@robertberry1418]

Just wonderfullllll

[@keithbate9405]

Really like this

[@sjswords]

Love it.

[@antscott4922]

RaDiCaL! Get on me bods!

[@wearenothing1498]

my sister is living in dublin.sentimental.

[@gerrydaberry]

Unbelievable

[@denisetienne3433]

Honey voices strong emotion

[@ferrarired1422]

brilliant

[@richardsaunders3506]

Privileged to have seen these guys a couple of times live. Could anyone help me out with the chords for the song?

[@fivetwoeight528]

The republic is crying

[@nickdodge6899]

Is that the Irish Dave Grohl?