Biografía:
Robbie Fulks, cantautor norteamericano y figura clave en la escena country alternativa. Robbie había comenzado en la banda de bluegrass Special Consensus, con quienes llegó a grabar a finales de los años '80. Más tarde formó su propia banda y acabó por lanzarse en solitario, primero con la inclusión de dos temas en sendos recopilatorios del citado sello, luego con estos 13 temas que desbordan el género constantemente y que poco tienen que ver, a pesar del título, con canciones de amor.
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¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
G G C G / G G A7 D7 / G G C G / G G D G
When you begin to get old & feeble & the world has turned you down
And you have to take two walking sticks just to hobble into town
You can hear your kinfolk talking they'll be whispering all around
Poor old grandpa'd be better off when he's 6 feet underground
Chorus
G G G G / G G D D / G G C G / G D G G
We live a long long time to get old
We live a long long time to get old
So there ain't no need to cry, poor old grandpa's got to die
We live a long long time to get old
When you begin to get old & feeble & ya can't hardly get around
You remember back when you were the best dressed man in town
You ain't got long to stay here you're waiting for the day
That you can throw your false teeth and walking cane away
When you were in high school you used to jump and hop
Now everytime you start to move you begin to crack and pop
You talk about the good old days when you were in your prime
How you earned all that money, but you never spent a dime
When you begin to get old & feeble & the world has turned you down
And you have to take two walking sticks just to hobble into town
You can hear your kinfolk talking they'll be whispering all around
Poor old grandpa'd be better off when he's 6 feet underground
Chorus
G G G G / G G D D / G G C G / G D G G
We live a long long time to get old
We live a long long time to get old
So there ain't no need to cry, poor old grandpa's got to die
We live a long long time to get old
When you begin to get old & feeble & ya can't hardly get around
You remember back when you were the best dressed man in town
You ain't got long to stay here you're waiting for the day
That you can throw your false teeth and walking cane away
When you were in high school you used to jump and hop
Now everytime you start to move you begin to crack and pop
You talk about the good old days when you were in your prime
How you earned all that money, but you never spent a dime
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