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Black 47 are a New York City based celtic rock band with Irish Republican sympathies, whose music also shows influence from reggae, hip hop, folk and jazz. The band was formed in 1989 by Larry Kirwan and Chris Byrne, and derives its name from a traditional term for the summer of 1847, the worst year of the Great Irish Famine. more »

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1994

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Mister Frankie Diamond was my best friend We were partners in a business down on see & 7th 
Nothin' ever got this good brother down He was a real live wire in an electric town 
Frankie started hangin' with an uptown girl 
A Harlem lady in the social whirl
On Saturday night he'd put on his best clothes 
And go out steppin' with his Black Rose
Now Frankie went upstate for a couple of years
A guest of the nation and he was in tears 
He called me up, he said "hey friend of mine I got one favor to ask you while I'm doin' my time She's the Queen of New York City 
She bewitch all men soul 
She the blood that flow right through me So don't be messin' with my Black Rose 
Keep your hands off my Black Rose" My Black Rose, he don't own ya... 
While Frankie was upstate, his Harlem girl 
Continued to spiral in her social whirl 
So I paged her from my gig on East 7th I said, 
"Hey, babe, you doin' anythin' round about 11?"
She said "Uh-uh" in her uptown voice 
So we met at Beiruit for cocktails and ice 
When she crossed that room in her tight red dress 
I wasn't thinkin' of Frankie, I have to confess
She said "hey, best friend, let's go back to my place I need to fix my mascara and remodel my face" 
But it rained on the way back to her house 
And when she closed the door she took off her blouse 
She's the Queen of New York City
She bewitch all men soul Next thing I know I'm whisperin' sweet nothin's Lyin' in bed with my Black Rose I'm makin' love to my Black.. 
My Black Rose, he don't own ya 
So stay with me tonight...
At nights I'd lie there and listen to her breathe
With the sweat on my brow, how could she sleep

So deep, so sweet as calm as a rock 
While I pushed back the seconds oozing from the clock
Now the letters I wrote Frankie returned unread 
The word leaked out I'd be better off dead 
But in the crimson dawn, Black Rose would unfold 
And drain all the poison from my soul 
Now I'm standin' up here on forty deuce
Another terminal man waitin' for his bus
Here come Frankie with his head all shaved
Is that a piece in his pocket, or is it a blade 
Now I'm lyin' face down in the terminal dirt 
With a hole in my chest, but I don't feel no hurt I don't wanta go to heaven, I been there before 
Just spent two years in paradise with my Black Rose 
She's the Queen of New York City 
She bewitch all men soul
When you go and find her body 
Bury me next to my Black Rose 
Still in love with my Black Rose 
She's up in heaven now, my Black Rose 
You won't be makin' love to my Black...
My Black Rose, he don't own ya... 
So stay with me tonight, for the rest of your life 
Roisin dubh, me no can get over you
A time is in me mind no matter what I do 
Roisin dubh me no can get over you
Now Frankie comin' back and I know that I am through 
Mister Frankie Diamond tell me do the right thing 
Watch his girl while he away at Sing Sing
But me and Rosie, we have a little fling 
Now Frankie comin' home, wicked trouble it will bring 
Wicked trouble it will bring
Lord Have Mercy!

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