Biografía:
Tom Russell was born in Los Angeles in 1950 and now makes his home, on the border in El Paso, Texas. He has recorded seventeen albums of original material and has written such classics as "Navajo Rug," "Gallo del Cielo," "Blue Wing," "Walking on the Moon," "St. Olav's Gate," and "Outbound Plane." Russell's songs have been recorded by Johnny Cash, Nanci Griffith, Guy Clark, Doug Sahm, Dave Alvin, Joe Ely, Ian Tyson, Suzy Bogguss, Iris DeMent, Peter Case, k.d. lang, Bob Neuwirth, Sylvia Tyson, Katy Moffatt . . . and many others.
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Otras canciones:
- A Bowl Of Red
- A Hard Rains A
- A Land Called Way Out There
- Acres Of Corn
- Aint No More Cane On The Brazos
- Alkali
- All This Way For The Short Ride
- Amelias Railroad Flat
- America The Beautiful
- American Rivers
- Angel Of Lyon
- Beyond The Blues
- Box Of Visions
- Bucking Horse Moon
- Bus Station
- Canadian Whisky
- Carrickfergus
- Claude Dallas
- Criminology
- Cropduster
- Dance Hall Girls
- Down The Rio Grande
- East Of Woodstock West Of Viet Nam
- El Llano Estacado
- En Canadien Errant
- Evangeline Hotel
- Finding You
- Furious Love For Liz
- Gallo Del Cielo
- Guadalupe
- Gulf Coast Highway
- Hallie Lonnigan
- Hills Of Old Juarez
- If I Had A Gun
- Isaac Lewis
- Little Blue Horse
- Love Abides
- Love Makes A Fool Out Of The Wise
- Mandarin Oranges
- Manzanar
- Mineral Wells
- Navajo Rug
- Oil Field Girls
- Old Blue
- Pilgrim Land
- Racehorse Haynes
- Rambler Gambler
- Rider On An Orphan Train
- Rose Of San Joaquin
- Santa Fe At Midnight
- Sitting Bull In Venice
- Somebodys Husband Somebodys Son
- Sonoras Death Row
- Spanish Burgundy
- Stealing Electricity
- The Ballad Of Edward Abbey
- The Dutchman
- The Eyes Of Robert Duran
- The Eyes Of Roberto Duran
- The Greatest Show On Earth
- The John Bull Tin
- The Kid From Spavinaw
- The Man From God Knows Where
- The Next Thing Smokin
- The Old Rugged Cross
- The Railroad Boy
- The Rose Of Roscrae
- The Rose Of The San Joaquin
- The Santa Fe At Midnight
- The Sky Above The Mud Below
- The Water Is Wide
- Throwin Horseshoes At The Moon
- Throwing Horseshoes At The Moon
- Tonight We Ride
- Touch Of Evil
- Veterans Day
- Walkin On The Moon
- Walking On The Moon
- Wayfarin Stranger
- What Work Is
- When Sinatra Played Juarez
- When The Wolves No Longer Sing
- Where The Dream Begins
- Whos Gonna Build Your Wall
- Winnipeg
- Woodrow
¡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!
[Verse]
G
Well, you don't put beans in chilli
C G
You never water good whiskey down
G/F# E7
And you never play poker with a man named 'Doc'
A7 D
On the Spanish side of town
[Verse]
G
But if you wanna go sleeping with the doctor's daughter
C A7
You gotta pay the old man his bread
G E7
It's a short, short ride from Hell to heaven
C D G
Ridin' on a bowl of red
[Verse]
Well, I'm a-talkin' 'bout sweet Lorene, the chilli queen
C G
Down at number nine Pecos Street
G/F# E7
She got bull meat hangin' up above her head
A7 D
Chilli peppers down at her feet
[Verse]
G
She got an iron pot smokin' on a woodsmoke stove
C A7
She got an antique feather bed
G E7
Pretty short, short ride from Hell to heaven
C D G
Ridin' on a bowl of red
[Bridge]
G
Here's the recipe:
E
Bull meat, cow meat, pig's feet, chicken feet
E
I've even seen her use a rabbit's head
A7
Camino, oregano, cilantro, let it go
D
Sop it up with sourdough bread
[Verse]
G
Let it boil all day, you'll be rollin' in the hay
C A7
Lorene keeps a man well fed
G E7
Just walk on down to number nine
C D G
Say, "Gimme little bowl of red"
[Instrumental]
G C G E7 A7 D
G C A7 G E7 C D G
[Bridge]
E
Well now, Peter Piper picked a bunch of chilli peppers
E
Tell me now, how many pipes did Peter Piper pick
A7
Yeah, he took 'em on down to sweet Lorene
D
And said, "I need a bowl of red, real quick"
[Verse]
G
She put Peter Piper's peppers in a pot on the stove
C A7
She put Peter Piper in her feather bed
G E7
And now Peter Piper's pickin' chilli peppers all day
C D G
Just to get his daily bowl of red
[Verse]
G
I said, well, you don't put beans in chilli
C G
You never water good whiskey down
G/F# E7
And you never play poker with a man named 'Doc'
A7 D
On the Spanish side of town
[Verse ]
G
But if you wanna go sleeping with the doctor's daughter
C A7
You gotta pay the old man his bread
G E7
It's a short, short ride from Hell to heaven
C D G
Ridin' on a bowl of red
[Bridge]
E
Well now, Peter Piper picked a bunch of chilli peppers
E
Tell me now, how many pipes did Peter Piper pick
A7
Yeah, he took 'em on down to sweet Lorene
D
And said, "I need a bowl of red, real quick"
[Verse]
G
She put Peter Piper's peppers in a pot on the stove
C A7
She put Peter Piper in her feather bed
G E7
And now Peter Piper's pickin' chilli peppers all day
C D G
Just to get his daily bowl of red
[Verse]
G
I said, well, you don't put beans in chilli
C G
You never water good whiskey down
G/F# E7
And you never play poker with a man named 'Doc'
A7 D
On the Spanish side of town
[Verse]
G
But if you wanna go sleeping with the doctor's daughter
C A7
You gotta pay the old man his bread
G E7
It's a short, short ride from Hell to heaven
C D G
Ridin' on a bowl of red
G E7
I said, it's a short, short ride from Hell to heaven
C D G
Ridin' on a bowl of red
G
Well, you don't put beans in chilli
C G
You never water good whiskey down
G/F# E7
And you never play poker with a man named 'Doc'
A7 D
On the Spanish side of town
[Verse]
G
But if you wanna go sleeping with the doctor's daughter
C A7
You gotta pay the old man his bread
G E7
It's a short, short ride from Hell to heaven
C D G
Ridin' on a bowl of red
[Verse]
Well, I'm a-talkin' 'bout sweet Lorene, the chilli queen
C G
Down at number nine Pecos Street
G/F# E7
She got bull meat hangin' up above her head
A7 D
Chilli peppers down at her feet
[Verse]
G
She got an iron pot smokin' on a woodsmoke stove
C A7
She got an antique feather bed
G E7
Pretty short, short ride from Hell to heaven
C D G
Ridin' on a bowl of red
[Bridge]
G
Here's the recipe:
E
Bull meat, cow meat, pig's feet, chicken feet
E
I've even seen her use a rabbit's head
A7
Camino, oregano, cilantro, let it go
D
Sop it up with sourdough bread
[Verse]
G
Let it boil all day, you'll be rollin' in the hay
C A7
Lorene keeps a man well fed
G E7
Just walk on down to number nine
C D G
Say, "Gimme little bowl of red"
[Instrumental]
G C G E7 A7 D
G C A7 G E7 C D G
[Bridge]
E
Well now, Peter Piper picked a bunch of chilli peppers
E
Tell me now, how many pipes did Peter Piper pick
A7
Yeah, he took 'em on down to sweet Lorene
D
And said, "I need a bowl of red, real quick"
[Verse]
G
She put Peter Piper's peppers in a pot on the stove
C A7
She put Peter Piper in her feather bed
G E7
And now Peter Piper's pickin' chilli peppers all day
C D G
Just to get his daily bowl of red
[Verse]
G
I said, well, you don't put beans in chilli
C G
You never water good whiskey down
G/F# E7
And you never play poker with a man named 'Doc'
A7 D
On the Spanish side of town
[Verse ]
G
But if you wanna go sleeping with the doctor's daughter
C A7
You gotta pay the old man his bread
G E7
It's a short, short ride from Hell to heaven
C D G
Ridin' on a bowl of red
[Bridge]
E
Well now, Peter Piper picked a bunch of chilli peppers
E
Tell me now, how many pipes did Peter Piper pick
A7
Yeah, he took 'em on down to sweet Lorene
D
And said, "I need a bowl of red, real quick"
[Verse]
G
She put Peter Piper's peppers in a pot on the stove
C A7
She put Peter Piper in her feather bed
G E7
And now Peter Piper's pickin' chilli peppers all day
C D G
Just to get his daily bowl of red
[Verse]
G
I said, well, you don't put beans in chilli
C G
You never water good whiskey down
G/F# E7
And you never play poker with a man named 'Doc'
A7 D
On the Spanish side of town
[Verse]
G
But if you wanna go sleeping with the doctor's daughter
C A7
You gotta pay the old man his bread
G E7
It's a short, short ride from Hell to heaven
C D G
Ridin' on a bowl of red
G E7
I said, it's a short, short ride from Hell to heaven
C D G
Ridin' on a bowl of red
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