Biografía:
Stanley Allison Rogers (November 29, 1949 – June 2, 1983) was a Canadian folk musician and songwriter.
Rogers was noted for his rich, baritone voice and his traditional-sounding songs which were frequently inspired by Canadian history and the daily lives of working people, especially those from the fishing villages of the Maritime provinces and, later, the farms of the Canadian prairies and Great Lakes. Rogers died in a fire aboard Air Canada Flight 797 on the ground at the Greater Cincinnati Airport at the age of 33.
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Otras canciones:
- 45 Years
- Lies
- Make And Break Harbour
- Witch Of Westmoreland
- A Matter Of Heart
- Acadian Saturday Night
- Barretts Privateers
- Bluenose
- California
- Canol Road
- Cape St Marys
- Cliffs At Baccalieu
- Dark Eyed Molly
- Delivery Delayed
- Down The Road
- Evangeline
- Field Behind The Plow
- First Christmas
- Fishermans Wharf
- Fogartys Cove
- Forty
- Free In The Harbour
- Guysborough Train
- Harris And The Mare
- House Of Orange
- Jeannie C
- Leave Her Johnny Leave Her
- Let Me Fish Off Cape St Marys
- Lock
- Lookout Hill
- Love Letter
- Macdonnell On The Heights
- Mary Ellen Carter
- Northwest Passage
- Pharisee
- Sailors Rest
- Scarborough Settlers Lament
- Second Effort
- Song Of The Cradle
- Strings And Dory Plug
- Take It From Day To Day
- The Bluenose
- The Field Behind The Plow
- The Flowers Of Bermuda
- The House Of Orange
- The Idiot
- The Jeannie C
- The Maid On The Shore
- The Mary Ellen Carter
- The Rawdon Hills
- The White Collar Holler
- The Witch Of The Westmorland
- The Witch Of Westmorland
- Three Fishers
- Tiny Fish For Japan
- Turnaround
- White Squall
- Wreck Of The Athens Queen
¡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!
Stan Rogers - House of Orange
CREDIT GOES TO: Gary Hine
Am G F C
I took back my hand, and I showed him the door
Am Dm F
No dollar of mine would I part with this day
C Am F C
For fueling the engine of a bloody cruel war
Am F G
In my forefathers' home far away;
Am G F C
Who fled the first famine wearing all that they owned
Am Dm F
Were called navigators, all ragged and torn,
C Am F C
And built the grand trunk here, and found a new home
Am G C
Wherever their children were born.
Am G F C
Their sons have no politics. None can recall
Am Dm F
Allegiance from long generations before
C Am F C
O'this or O'that name can't matter at all.
Am F G
Or be cause enough for to war.
Am G F C
And meanwhile, my babies are safe in their home
Am Dm F
Unlike their pale cousins who cower and cry
C Am F C
While kneecappers nail their poor dads to the floor
Am G C
And teach them to hate and to die.
Am G F C
It's those cruel beggars who spurn the fair coin
Am Dm F
The peace for their kids they could take at their will:
C Am F C
Since the day old king Billy prevailed at the Boyne
Am F G
They've bombed and they've maimed and they've killed.
Am G F C
Now they cry out for money, and wail at the door
Am Dm F
But home rule or republic, 'tis all of it shame;
C Am F C
And a curse for us here who want nothing of war.
Am G C
We're kindred in nothing but name.
Am G F C
All rights and all wrongs have long since blown away,
Am Dm F
For causes are ashes where children lie slain.
C Am F C
Yet the damned U.D.L. and the cruel I.R.A.
Am F G
Will tomorrow go murdering again.
Am G F C
But no penny of mine will I add to the fray
Am Dm F
"Remember the Boyne" they will cry out in vain,
C Am F C
For I've given my heart to the place I was born
Am F G
And forgiven the whole House of Orange;
Am G C
King Billy and the whole House of Orange.
CREDIT GOES TO: Gary Hine
Am G F C
I took back my hand, and I showed him the door
Am Dm F
No dollar of mine would I part with this day
C Am F C
For fueling the engine of a bloody cruel war
Am F G
In my forefathers' home far away;
Am G F C
Who fled the first famine wearing all that they owned
Am Dm F
Were called navigators, all ragged and torn,
C Am F C
And built the grand trunk here, and found a new home
Am G C
Wherever their children were born.
Am G F C
Their sons have no politics. None can recall
Am Dm F
Allegiance from long generations before
C Am F C
O'this or O'that name can't matter at all.
Am F G
Or be cause enough for to war.
Am G F C
And meanwhile, my babies are safe in their home
Am Dm F
Unlike their pale cousins who cower and cry
C Am F C
While kneecappers nail their poor dads to the floor
Am G C
And teach them to hate and to die.
Am G F C
It's those cruel beggars who spurn the fair coin
Am Dm F
The peace for their kids they could take at their will:
C Am F C
Since the day old king Billy prevailed at the Boyne
Am F G
They've bombed and they've maimed and they've killed.
Am G F C
Now they cry out for money, and wail at the door
Am Dm F
But home rule or republic, 'tis all of it shame;
C Am F C
And a curse for us here who want nothing of war.
Am G C
We're kindred in nothing but name.
Am G F C
All rights and all wrongs have long since blown away,
Am Dm F
For causes are ashes where children lie slain.
C Am F C
Yet the damned U.D.L. and the cruel I.R.A.
Am F G
Will tomorrow go murdering again.
Am G F C
But no penny of mine will I add to the fray
Am Dm F
"Remember the Boyne" they will cry out in vain,
C Am F C
For I've given my heart to the place I was born
Am F G
And forgiven the whole House of Orange;
Am G C
King Billy and the whole House of Orange.
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