Biografía:
Herbert Jansh (nacido el 03/09/1943 – 05/10/2011), mejor conocido como Bert Jansch, fue un músico escocés de folk y miembro fundador de la banda Pentangle. Nacido en Glasgow, en los 60s fue fuertemente influenciado por el guitarrista Davey Graham y cantantes folk como Anne Briggs. Reconocido como un innovador guitarrista acústico, pero también por su faceta de cantante y compositor.
Grabó más de 25 albums, y su trabajo ha influenciado a músicos como Johnny Marr
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¡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!
This is my first tab:
[Verse 1]
Bm D A Bm
When I was in service in Rosemary Lane,
Bm D A E
I won the good will of my master and dame,
Bm D A Bm
'Til a sailor came there one night for to lay,
Bm D A E
And that was the beginning of my misery.
[Verse 2]
He asked for a lantern to light him to bed,
And likewise a silk handkerchief to tie up his head,
To tie up his head as sailors will do,
And he said, "My pretty Polly, won't you come too?"
[Verse 3]
Now this maid be young and foolish, she thought it no harm,
To lie into bed for to keep herself warm,
And what was done there I will never disclose,
But I wish that short night had been seven long years.
[Verse 4]
Next morning this sailor so early arose,
And into my apron three guineas did throw,
Saying, "This I will give, and more I will do,
If you'll be my Polly wherever I go."
[Verse 5]
And if its a boy, he will fight for the king,
And if its a girl, she will wear a gold ring,
Wear a gold ring and a dress all aflame,
And remember my service in Rosemary Lane.
[Verse 1]
When I was in service in Rosemary Lane,
I won the good will of my master and dame,
'Til a sailor came there one night for to lay,
And that was the beginning of my misery.
(Hope this is good!)
[Verse 1]
Bm D A Bm
When I was in service in Rosemary Lane,
Bm D A E
I won the good will of my master and dame,
Bm D A Bm
'Til a sailor came there one night for to lay,
Bm D A E
And that was the beginning of my misery.
[Verse 2]
He asked for a lantern to light him to bed,
And likewise a silk handkerchief to tie up his head,
To tie up his head as sailors will do,
And he said, "My pretty Polly, won't you come too?"
[Verse 3]
Now this maid be young and foolish, she thought it no harm,
To lie into bed for to keep herself warm,
And what was done there I will never disclose,
But I wish that short night had been seven long years.
[Verse 4]
Next morning this sailor so early arose,
And into my apron three guineas did throw,
Saying, "This I will give, and more I will do,
If you'll be my Polly wherever I go."
[Verse 5]
And if its a boy, he will fight for the king,
And if its a girl, she will wear a gold ring,
Wear a gold ring and a dress all aflame,
And remember my service in Rosemary Lane.
[Verse 1]
When I was in service in Rosemary Lane,
I won the good will of my master and dame,
'Til a sailor came there one night for to lay,
And that was the beginning of my misery.
(Hope this is good!)
Bertine Zetlitz
Bertino
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Berto Y El Lagar (...)
Bertolf