Bob Dylan Classic Masters of War, preformed by the Incredible Rhys McPhillips on Grafton Street скачать в хорошем качестве

Bob Dylan Classic Masters of War, preformed by the Incredible Rhys McPhillips on Grafton Street

🎤 Rhys McPhillips Delivers a Haunting Cover of Bob Dylan’s “Masters of War” | Grafton Street Performance Feel the raw emotion and timeless power of Bob Dylan’s iconic protest song “Masters of War” as it echoes through the heart of Dublin. Performed live by the incredible Rhys McPhillips, this powerful street performance on Grafton Street captures the essence of truth, talent, and the spirit of independent music. Rhys brings depth, soul, and authenticity to every word, making this one of the most moving busking performances you’ll witness. This is more than a song—it’s a message that resonates through generations. 🔔 Subscribe for unforgettable live street performances, new voices in music, and intimate sessions from independent artists around the world. 🎶 About Our Channel: We specialise in showcasing live busking performances from Grafton Street, Dublin, and beyond. From city streets to private studio sessions, we bring you closer to the most passionate and undiscovered voices in music. Whether you’re here for folk classics, modern hits, or powerful originals, you’ll find it all in our community of independent artists. 👍 Like • 💬 Comment • 🔁 Share • 📲 Subscribe Your support helps bring street music to a global stage. Let’s grow this community of music lovers together. Links to the Great Rhys McPhillips,    / @rhys_mcp     / rhysmcpmusic     / rhysmcpmusic   Lyrics to the song Come you masters of war You that build the big guns You that build the death planes You that build all the bombs You that hide behind walls You that hide behind desks I just want you to know I can see through your masks You that never done nothin' But build to destroy You play with my world Like it's your little toy You put a gun in my hand And you hide from my eyes And you turn and run farther When the fast bullets fly Like Judas of old You lie and deceive A world war can be won You want me to believe But I see through your eyes And I see through your brain Like I see through the water That runs down my drain You fasten all the triggers For the others to fire Then you sit back and watch When the death count gets higher You hide in your mansion While the young people's blood Flows out of their bodies And is buried in the mud You've thrown the worst fear That can ever be hurled Fear to bring children Into the world For threatening my baby Unborn and unnamed You ain't worth the blood That runs in your veins How much do I know To talk out of turn You might say that I'm young You might say I'm unlearned But there's one thing I know Though I'm younger than you That even Jesus would never Forgive what you do Let me ask you one question Is your money that good? Will it buy you forgiveness Do you think that it could? I think you will find When your death takes its toll All the money you made Will never buy back your soul And I hope that you die And your death will come soon I'll follow your casket By the pale afternoon And I'll watch while you're lowered Down to your deathbed And I'll stand over your grave 'Til I'm sure that you're dead #RhysMcPhillips #MastersOfWar #bobdylancover #graftonstreet #LiveBusking #StreetPerformance #DublinBuskers #AcousticMagic #IndieMusicScene #coversong #RealMusicLive #BuskBeats #songlyrics #SupportIndependentArtists #ViralBusking # #AuthenticLiveMusic