Biografía:
When you hear Catherine Britt speak, she sounds like what she is: a vivacious young woman born and raised in Australia. When you hear her sing, though, it’s another story. For when Catherine Britt sings, what comes out is the achingly pure heartbreak and joy of country music, shaped by a love for the sounds of its golden era that is all the more startling because it comes from one so young, and from so far away. By some miracle that transcends time and place
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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!
Capo 1
[Intro]
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A
One evening as the sun went down
E A
And the jungle fire was burning
Down the track came a hobo hiking
E A
Said "boys I'm not turning
D A D A
I'm headed for a land that's far away
D A E
Beside the crystal fountain
A
So come with me we'll go and see
E A
The Big Rock Candy Mountains
A
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
D A
There's a land that's fair and bright
D A
Where the handouts grow on bushes
E
And you sleep out every night
A
Where the boxcars all are empty
D A
And the sun shines every day
D A
All the birds and the bees
D A
And the cigarette trees
D A
And the lemonade springs
D A
Where the bluebird sings
E A
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
A
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
D A
All the cops have wooden legs
D A
And the bulldogs all have rubber teeth
E
And the hens lay soft boiled eggs
A
And the farmer's trees are full of fruit
D A
And the barns are full of hay
D A
Oh I'm bound to go
D A
Where there ain't no snow
D A
Where the rain don't fall
D A
The wind don't blow
E A
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
A
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
D A
Where you never change your socks
D A
And the little streams of alcohol
E
Come a trickling down the rocks
A
And the brake men have to tip their hats
D A
And the railway bulls are blind
D A
There's a lake of stew
D A
And of whiskey too
D A
You can paddle all around 'em
D A
In a big canoe
E A
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
A
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
D A
All the jails are made of tin
D A
And you can walk right out again
E
Just as soon as you are in
A
Well there ain't no short handed shovels
D A
No axes, saws or picks
D A
Well I'm a gonna stay
D A
Where you sleep all day
D A
Where they hung the Turk
D A
That invented work
E A
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
[Instrumental]
A D A
[Outro]
D A D A
Well I'll see ya all this coming Fall
E A
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains"
[Intro]
A
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B|---------------------------------2-----|
G|---------------------------------2-----|
D|---0-2-2------------------2-4-2--2-----|
A|-4-------4-2-0-2-0--0-2-4--------------|
E|---------------------------------------|
A
One evening as the sun went down
E A
And the jungle fire was burning
Down the track came a hobo hiking
E A
Said "boys I'm not turning
D A D A
I'm headed for a land that's far away
D A E
Beside the crystal fountain
A
So come with me we'll go and see
E A
The Big Rock Candy Mountains
A
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
D A
There's a land that's fair and bright
D A
Where the handouts grow on bushes
E
And you sleep out every night
A
Where the boxcars all are empty
D A
And the sun shines every day
D A
All the birds and the bees
D A
And the cigarette trees
D A
And the lemonade springs
D A
Where the bluebird sings
E A
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
A
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
D A
All the cops have wooden legs
D A
And the bulldogs all have rubber teeth
E
And the hens lay soft boiled eggs
A
And the farmer's trees are full of fruit
D A
And the barns are full of hay
D A
Oh I'm bound to go
D A
Where there ain't no snow
D A
Where the rain don't fall
D A
The wind don't blow
E A
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
A
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
D A
Where you never change your socks
D A
And the little streams of alcohol
E
Come a trickling down the rocks
A
And the brake men have to tip their hats
D A
And the railway bulls are blind
D A
There's a lake of stew
D A
And of whiskey too
D A
You can paddle all around 'em
D A
In a big canoe
E A
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
A
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
D A
All the jails are made of tin
D A
And you can walk right out again
E
Just as soon as you are in
A
Well there ain't no short handed shovels
D A
No axes, saws or picks
D A
Well I'm a gonna stay
D A
Where you sleep all day
D A
Where they hung the Turk
D A
That invented work
E A
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
[Instrumental]
A D A
[Outro]
D A D A
Well I'll see ya all this coming Fall
E A
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains"
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