Biografía:
Slaid Cleaves (born Richard Slaid Cleaves on June 9, 1964) is an American singer-songwriter. He was born in Washington, D.C. and raised in South Berwick, Maine and Round Pond, Maine.
Slaid Cleaves’ music is marked by both the quirky blend of isolated eccentricity and steely resilience of his Yankee upbringing and the weathered soul of Texas, the state he has called home for over a decade now. First registering on the national folk scene by winning the Kerrville Folk Festival’s New Folk competition in 1992
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Otras canciones:
- Broken Down
- Drinkin' Days
- One Good Year
- Another Kind Of Blue
- Beautiful Thing
- Below
- Beyond Love
- Black T
- Borderline
- Breakfast In Hell
- Bring It On
- Broke Down
- Call It Sleep
- Cold And Lonely
- Cry
- Dance Around The Fire
- Dreams
- Drinkin Days
- Fairest Of Them All
- Flowered Dresses
- Getaway Car
- Go For The Gold
- Gods Own Yodeler
- Gone
- Green Mountains And Me
- Hard To Believe
- Hickory
- Hometown Usa
- Horses
- Horshoe Lounge
- I Bet She Does
- If I Had A Heart
- In The Rain
- Junkyard
- Key Chain
- Lydia
- Millionaire
- New Years Day
- No Angel Knows
- Not Going Down
- November Skies
- Oh Roberta
- Primer Gray
- Quick As Dreams
- Rust Belt Fields
- Sinners Prayer
- Song For June
- Still Fighting The War
- Temporary
- Texas Love Song
- This Morning I Was Born Again
- Tiger Tom Dixons Blues
- Tumbleweed Stew
- Twistin
- Voice Of Midnight
- Whim Of Iron
- Wishbone
- Without Her
- Working Stiff
- You Dont Have To Tell Me
- Youre A Mean One Mr Grinch
¡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!
Slaid Cleaves - God's Own Yodeler
## NOTE: ~ ~ = Walk-Down from C to Am ##
CAPO: 2nd Fret
INTRO: Am G C
Up at Henry's Bar and Grill
F
On the north side of town
G
I saw a man reach up to heaven
C
And pull a song on down
To a smoke filled room of misfits
F
Young and old and great and small
G
And with the laughing eyes of the Buddha
C ~ ~
He shared it with us all
CHORUS:
Am
And every soul in that roadhouse
F
Felt the power of his song
D
Through life's joys and sorrows
G
He brought us together as one
Am
They called him 'God's own yodeler'
F
'The Pavarotti of the plains'
G
There's no bigger voice in Texas
C
Don Walser was his name
He was raised out in La Mesa
F
Just a boy when his mamma died
G
With daddy at the mill all night
C
In that empty house he cried
He'd climb up in the oak tree
F
To sing his broken heart
G
The neighbours gathered in the yard
C ~ ~
Listening in the dark
CHORUS:
Am
Singing songs about West Texas
F
Cowboys and old John Deeres
D
Rodeos and drive-ins
G
And the thrill of teenage years
Am
They called him 'God's own yodeler'
F
'The Pavarotti of the plains'
G
There's no bigger voice in Texas
C
Don Walser was his name
INTERLUDE:
Am C
Yodelayeeoooooo
G C
Yodelayeeoooooo
INSTRUMENTAL: C F G C ~ ~ Am F D G Am F G C
From the honky-tonks and dance halls
F
To the Grand Ole Opery
G
Don Walser brought a smile
C
To every fan who came to see
Now it's oxygen and wheelchairs
F
And trips to the docs in town
G
The stays kept getting longer
C ~ ~
He knew he was glory bound
CHORUS:
Am
My friend, your work is done here
F
And I'd say you did it well
D
Your voice rings down from heaven
G
All the way to the Devil himself
Am
And now you're god's own yodeler
F
High above the Texas plains
G
We miss you here in Austin
C
With love we speak you name
OUTRO:
Am C
Yodelayeeoooooo
F C
Yodelayeeoooooo
Am C
Yodelayeeoooooo
G C F C C
Yodelayeeooooooooooo yip
## NOTE: ~ ~ = Walk-Down from C to Am ##
CAPO: 2nd Fret
INTRO: Am G C
Up at Henry's Bar and Grill
F
On the north side of town
G
I saw a man reach up to heaven
C
And pull a song on down
To a smoke filled room of misfits
F
Young and old and great and small
G
And with the laughing eyes of the Buddha
C ~ ~
He shared it with us all
CHORUS:
Am
And every soul in that roadhouse
F
Felt the power of his song
D
Through life's joys and sorrows
G
He brought us together as one
Am
They called him 'God's own yodeler'
F
'The Pavarotti of the plains'
G
There's no bigger voice in Texas
C
Don Walser was his name
He was raised out in La Mesa
F
Just a boy when his mamma died
G
With daddy at the mill all night
C
In that empty house he cried
He'd climb up in the oak tree
F
To sing his broken heart
G
The neighbours gathered in the yard
C ~ ~
Listening in the dark
CHORUS:
Am
Singing songs about West Texas
F
Cowboys and old John Deeres
D
Rodeos and drive-ins
G
And the thrill of teenage years
Am
They called him 'God's own yodeler'
F
'The Pavarotti of the plains'
G
There's no bigger voice in Texas
C
Don Walser was his name
INTERLUDE:
Am C
Yodelayeeoooooo
G C
Yodelayeeoooooo
INSTRUMENTAL: C F G C ~ ~ Am F D G Am F G C
From the honky-tonks and dance halls
F
To the Grand Ole Opery
G
Don Walser brought a smile
C
To every fan who came to see
Now it's oxygen and wheelchairs
F
And trips to the docs in town
G
The stays kept getting longer
C ~ ~
He knew he was glory bound
CHORUS:
Am
My friend, your work is done here
F
And I'd say you did it well
D
Your voice rings down from heaven
G
All the way to the Devil himself
Am
And now you're god's own yodeler
F
High above the Texas plains
G
We miss you here in Austin
C
With love we speak you name
OUTRO:
Am C
Yodelayeeoooooo
F C
Yodelayeeoooooo
Am C
Yodelayeeoooooo
G C F C C
Yodelayeeooooooooooo yip
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