Biografía:
Woodrow Wilson Guthrie (Okemah, Oklahoma, 14 de julio de 1912 – Nueva York, 3 de octubre de 1967), conocido como Woody Guthrie, fue un prolífico e influyente músico folk estadounidense, gran identificación con la gente común, los pobres y los oprimidos, así como por su odio al fascismo y la explotación. su canción «This Land Is Your Land»inspirada en sus experiencias viajando por todos los Estados Unidos. En los últimos versos de la canción, Guthrie protestaba contra las desigualdades sociales.
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Otras canciones:
- 1913 Massacre
- All You Fascists
- Bad Lee Brown Cocaine Blues
- Goin' Down The Road Feelin' Bad
- Hobo's Lullaby
- Hobos Lullaby
- Jesus Christ
- This Land Is Your Land
- Tom Joad
- A Picture From Lifes Other Side
- Baltimore To Washington
- Biggest Thing Man Has Ever Done
- Blowin Down That Old Dusty Road
- Blowin Down This Old Dusty Road
- Brown Eyes
- Danville Girl
- Deportee
- Do Re Mi
- Dust Bowl Refugee
- Dust Cant Kill Me
- God Blessed America For Me
- Grand Coulee Dam
- Greenback Dollar
- Gypsy Davy
- Hard Aint It Hard
- Hard Times
- Hard Travelin
- Hard Travellin
- I Aint Got No Home
- Ive Got To Know
- Jarama Valley
- Jessie James
- Jolly Banker
- Little Black Train
- Lonesome Day
- Ludlow Massacre
- Mail Myself To You
- Miss Pavlichenko
- My Revolutionary Mind
- Oregon Trail
- Pastures Of Plenty
- Philadelphia Lawyer
- Portland Town
- Pretty Boy Floyd
- Ramblin Round
- Riding In My Car
- Roll On Columbia
- Slipknot Hangknot Slipknot
- Snow Deer
- So Long Its Been Good
- So Long Its Been Good To Know You
- Stepstone
- Talking Dust Bowl Blues
- The Ballad Of John Henry
- The Rangers Command
- The Sinking Of The Reuben James
- Theres More Pretty Girls Than One
- This Train Is Bound For Glory
- Train 45
- Two Good Men
- Vigilante Man
- What Are We Waiting On
- Wreck Of The Old 97
¡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!
The key is in "D", but the few tricks he plays are in "C." The only real embellishment
a hammer-on the d string. Below Guthrie's version are the chords it is most often played to.
Capo: 2nd Fret
C
It's a mighty hard row that my poor hands have hoed
My poor feet have traveled a hot dusty road
Out of your Dust Bowl and Westward we rolled
And your deserts were hot and your mountains were cold
I worked in your orchards of peaches and prunes
I slept on the ground in the light of the moon
On the edge of the city you'll see us and then
We come with the dust and we go with the wind
California, Arizona, I harvest your crops
Well its North up to Oregon to gather your hops
Dig the beets from your ground, cut the grapes from your vine
To set on your table your light sparkling wine
Green pastures of plenty from dry desert ground
From the Grand Coulee Dam where the waters run down
Every state in the Union us migrants have been
G C
We'll work in this fight and we'll fight till we win
It's always we rambled, that river and I
All along your green valley, I will work till I die
My land I'll defend with my life if need be
G
Cause my pastures of plenty must always be free
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A nice idea here is to add a simple bass part: C /B Am /! C
C Am
It's a mighty hard row that my poor hands have hoed
C Am
My poor feet have traveled a hot dusty road
C Am
Out of your Dust Bowl and Westward we rolled
C Am
And your deserts were hot and your mountains were cold
a hammer-on the d string. Below Guthrie's version are the chords it is most often played to.
Capo: 2nd Fret
C
It's a mighty hard row that my poor hands have hoed
My poor feet have traveled a hot dusty road
Out of your Dust Bowl and Westward we rolled
And your deserts were hot and your mountains were cold
I worked in your orchards of peaches and prunes
I slept on the ground in the light of the moon
On the edge of the city you'll see us and then
We come with the dust and we go with the wind
California, Arizona, I harvest your crops
Well its North up to Oregon to gather your hops
Dig the beets from your ground, cut the grapes from your vine
To set on your table your light sparkling wine
Green pastures of plenty from dry desert ground
From the Grand Coulee Dam where the waters run down
Every state in the Union us migrants have been
G C
We'll work in this fight and we'll fight till we win
It's always we rambled, that river and I
All along your green valley, I will work till I die
My land I'll defend with my life if need be
G
Cause my pastures of plenty must always be free
--------------------------------------
A nice idea here is to add a simple bass part: C /B Am /! C
C Am
It's a mighty hard row that my poor hands have hoed
C Am
My poor feet have traveled a hot dusty road
C Am
Out of your Dust Bowl and Westward we rolled
C Am
And your deserts were hot and your mountains were cold
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