Biografía:
Hijo de Woody Guthrie. Siguió los pasos de su padre, pero adaptando el folk tradicional americano a la época de la psicodelia (John Lennon: "Me hice psicodélico como toda mi generación"). Producto de esta tendencia musical es su album "Alice's Restaurant".
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Otras canciones:
- Alice's Restaurant
- Arlo Guthrie
- City Of New Orleans
- City Of New Orleans
- Coming In To Los Angeles
- Coming Into Los Angeles
- Commin' Into Los Angeles
- Darkest Hour
- Victor Jara
- Wedding Song
- Alices Restaurant
- Carry Me Over
- Days Are Short
- Deportee
- Doors Of Heaven
- Down On The American Farm
- Drowning Man
- Epilogue
- Every Hand In The Land
- Gabriels Mothers Highway Ballad16 Blues
- Garden Song
- Gypsy Davey
- Here We Are Way Out In The Country
- Highway In The Wind
- Hobos Lullaby
- Last Train
- Lightning Bar Blues
- Motorcycle Song
- My Peace
- Mystic Journey
- Oklahoma Nights
- Percys Song
- Please Dont Talk About Me When Im Gone
- Presidential Rag
- Prolouge
- Ring
- Shenandoah
- St James Infirmary
- Stealin
- Telephone
- The City Of New Orleans
- The Motorcycle Song
- The Pause Of Mr Claus
- Ukulele Lady
- When A Soldier Makes It Home
- Which Side
- Wont Be Long
- World Away From Me
¡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!
Artist: Arlo Guthrie
Based on the version on Arlo Guthrie's self titled album but simplified
to make it suitable for novices like me.
YouTube (https://youtu.be/_HCueUbLIAU),
Spotify (https://open.spotify.com/track/49i5sYd1CLsGbHHwPdzBSm)
[Chords]
A7 D G
[Verse 1]
D G D
The crops are all in, the peaches are rotting
D A7 D
The oranges are piled in their creosote dumps
G D
They're flying you back to the Mexico border
D A7 D
To pay all your money, to wade back again
D G D
My Father's own father, he waded that river
D A7 D
They took all the money he made in his life
G D
My brothers and sisters come working the fruit trees
D A7 D
They rode the truck till they took down and died
[Chorus]
G D
Goodbye to my Juan, good-bye Rosalita
A7 D
Adios mi amigos, Jesus and Maria
G D
You won't have a name when you ride the big airplane
D A7 D
All they will call you will be deportees
[Verse 2]
D G D
Some of us are illegal, and some are not wanted
D A7 D
Our work contracts out and we have to move on
G D
Six hundred miles to the Mexico border
D A7 D
They chase us like outlaws, like rustlers, like thieves
D G D
We died in your hills, we died in your deserts
D A7 D
We died in your valleys, and died on your plains
G D
We died 'neath your trees, and we died in your bushes
D A7 D
Both sides of the river, we died just the same
[Chorus]
G D
Goodbye to my Juan, good-bye Rosalita
A7 D
Adios mi amigos, Jesus and Maria
G D
You won't have a name when you ride the big airplane
D A7 D
All they will call you will be deportees
[Verse 3]
D G D
The sky plane caught fire over Los Gatos canyon
D A7
A fireball of lightning, it shook all our hills
G D D
Who are these friends, all scattered like dry leaves?
D A7 D
The radio says they are just deportees
D G D
Is this the best way we can grow our big orchards?
D A7 D
Is this the best way we can grow our good fruit?
G D
To fall like like dry leaves, to rot on my topsoil
D A7 D
And to be called no name, except deportee.
[Chorus]
G D
Goodbye to my Juan, good-bye Rosalita
A7 D
Adios mi amigos, Jesus and Maria
G D
You won't have a name when you ride the big airplane
D A7 D
All they will call you will be deportees
Based on the version on Arlo Guthrie's self titled album but simplified
to make it suitable for novices like me.
YouTube (https://youtu.be/_HCueUbLIAU),
Spotify (https://open.spotify.com/track/49i5sYd1CLsGbHHwPdzBSm)
[Chords]
A7 D G
[Verse 1]
D G D
The crops are all in, the peaches are rotting
D A7 D
The oranges are piled in their creosote dumps
G D
They're flying you back to the Mexico border
D A7 D
To pay all your money, to wade back again
D G D
My Father's own father, he waded that river
D A7 D
They took all the money he made in his life
G D
My brothers and sisters come working the fruit trees
D A7 D
They rode the truck till they took down and died
[Chorus]
G D
Goodbye to my Juan, good-bye Rosalita
A7 D
Adios mi amigos, Jesus and Maria
G D
You won't have a name when you ride the big airplane
D A7 D
All they will call you will be deportees
[Verse 2]
D G D
Some of us are illegal, and some are not wanted
D A7 D
Our work contracts out and we have to move on
G D
Six hundred miles to the Mexico border
D A7 D
They chase us like outlaws, like rustlers, like thieves
D G D
We died in your hills, we died in your deserts
D A7 D
We died in your valleys, and died on your plains
G D
We died 'neath your trees, and we died in your bushes
D A7 D
Both sides of the river, we died just the same
[Chorus]
G D
Goodbye to my Juan, good-bye Rosalita
A7 D
Adios mi amigos, Jesus and Maria
G D
You won't have a name when you ride the big airplane
D A7 D
All they will call you will be deportees
[Verse 3]
D G D
The sky plane caught fire over Los Gatos canyon
D A7
A fireball of lightning, it shook all our hills
G D D
Who are these friends, all scattered like dry leaves?
D A7 D
The radio says they are just deportees
D G D
Is this the best way we can grow our big orchards?
D A7 D
Is this the best way we can grow our good fruit?
G D
To fall like like dry leaves, to rot on my topsoil
D A7 D
And to be called no name, except deportee.
[Chorus]
G D
Goodbye to my Juan, good-bye Rosalita
A7 D
Adios mi amigos, Jesus and Maria
G D
You won't have a name when you ride the big airplane
D A7 D
All they will call you will be deportees
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