Biografía:
Ruby Friedman Orchestra is: Arlan Schierbaum, Alex Elena, Ulf Bjorlin, Adam Zimmon, Dorian Heartsong, Edwin Livingston, and Ruby Friedman. The Palace lives down by the freeway circa mysterious origins with THE RUBY FRIEDMAN ORCHESTRA. Eclectic roots tangled in substratum jumbalaya VIOLATES all rules and templates commonly undergirding the current status quo...No matter to them! Heaven and Hell, Humanity and Idolatry, Mythologies and Legends... UNITE!
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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!
Capo III
Em G D A
In the deep, dark hills of eastern Kentucky
Em G C
That's the place where I trace my bloodline
C G A C
And it’s there I read on a hillside gravestone
Em B7 Em
You will never leave Harlan alive
Em G D A
Well my grandfather’s dad crossed the Cumberland Mountains
Em G C
And he took a pretty girl to be his bride
C G A C
He said, won’t you walk with me out of the mouth of this holler
Em B7 Em
Or we’ll never leave Harlan alive
Chorus:
G C G
Where the sun comes up about ten in the morning
Em F Em
And the sun goes down about three in the day
G C G
And you fill your cup with whatever bitter brew you’re drinkin’
Em F Em
And you spend your life just thinkin’ of how to get away
Em G D A
No one ever knew there was coal in them mountains
Em G C
‘Til a man from the Northeast arrived
C G A C
Waving hundred dollar bills said, I’ll pay you for your minerals
Em B7 Em
But he never left Harlan alive
Em B7 Em
Em G D A
Granny sold out cheap and they moved out west of Pineville
Em G C
To a farm where big Richland River winds
C G A C
I bet they danced them a jig, laughed and sang a new song
Em B7 Em
Who said we’d never leave Harlan alive
Em G D A
But the times they got hard and tobacco wasn’t selling
Em G C
And ole granddad knew what he’d do to survive
C G A C
He went and dug for Harlan coal and sent the money back to granny
Em B7 Em
But he never left Harlan alive
G C G
Where the sun comes up about ten in the morning
Em F Em
And the sun goes down about three in the day
G C G
And you fill your cup with whatever bitter brew you’re drinkin’
Em F Em
And you spend your life just thinkin’ of how to get away
G C G
Where the sun comes up about ten in the morning
Em F Em
And the sun goes down about three in the day
G C G
And you fill your cup with whatever bitter brew you’re drinkin’
Em F Em
And you spend your life digging coal from the bottom of your grave
Em G D A
In the deep, dark hills of eastern Kentucky
Em G C
That's the place where I trace my bloodline
C G A C
And it’s there I read on a hillside gravestone
Em B7 Em
You will never leave Harlan alive
Em G D A
Well my grandfather’s dad crossed the Cumberland Mountains
Em G C
And he took a pretty girl to be his bride
C G A C
He said, won’t you walk with me out of the mouth of this holler
Em B7 Em
Or we’ll never leave Harlan alive
Chorus:
G C G
Where the sun comes up about ten in the morning
Em F Em
And the sun goes down about three in the day
G C G
And you fill your cup with whatever bitter brew you’re drinkin’
Em F Em
And you spend your life just thinkin’ of how to get away
Em G D A
No one ever knew there was coal in them mountains
Em G C
‘Til a man from the Northeast arrived
C G A C
Waving hundred dollar bills said, I’ll pay you for your minerals
Em B7 Em
But he never left Harlan alive
Em B7 Em
Em G D A
Granny sold out cheap and they moved out west of Pineville
Em G C
To a farm where big Richland River winds
C G A C
I bet they danced them a jig, laughed and sang a new song
Em B7 Em
Who said we’d never leave Harlan alive
Em G D A
But the times they got hard and tobacco wasn’t selling
Em G C
And ole granddad knew what he’d do to survive
C G A C
He went and dug for Harlan coal and sent the money back to granny
Em B7 Em
But he never left Harlan alive
G C G
Where the sun comes up about ten in the morning
Em F Em
And the sun goes down about three in the day
G C G
And you fill your cup with whatever bitter brew you’re drinkin’
Em F Em
And you spend your life just thinkin’ of how to get away
G C G
Where the sun comes up about ten in the morning
Em F Em
And the sun goes down about three in the day
G C G
And you fill your cup with whatever bitter brew you’re drinkin’
Em F Em
And you spend your life digging coal from the bottom of your grave
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