Biografía:
Dave Van Ronk (30 de Junio de 1936 – 10 de Febrero de 2002) fue un cantante folk estadounidense nacido en Brooklyn, Nueva York, y que luego viviría en Greenwich Village. Tuvo como apodo el de "Alcalde de MacDougal Street."
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Otras canciones:
- Another Time And Place
- Back Water Blues
- Betty And Dupree
- Black Mountain Blues
- Careless Love
- Dinks Song
- Duncan And Brady
- Gamblers Blues St James Infirmary
- Hang Me Oh Hang Me
- He Was A Friend Of Mine
- Hesitation Blues
- Just A Closer Walk With Thee
- Kc Moan
- Lady Gay
- Losers
- Luang Prabang
- Oh What A Beautiful City
- Please See That My Grave Is Kept Clean
- Shanty Mans Life
- Stealin
- Tell Old Bill
- Willie The Weeper
¡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!
B
When I came back from Luang Prabang
A B
I didn't have a thing where my balls used to hang,
B
But I got a wood medal and a fine harangue.
A B
Now I'm a fucking hero.
Mourn your dead land of the free!
If you want to be a hero follow me.
Mourn your dead land of the free!
If you want to be a hero follow me.
And now the boys all envy me:
I fought for Christian Democracy
With nothing but air where my balls used to be.
Now I'm a fucking hero
Mourn your dead land of the free!
If you want to be a hero follow me.
Mourn your dead land of the free!
If you want to be a hero follow me.
When one and twenty cannon thunder
Into the bloody wild blue yonder
For a patriotic ball-less wonder.
Now I'm a fucking hero.
Mourn your dead land of the free!
If you want to be a hero follow me.
Mourn your dead land of the free!
If you want to be a hero follow me.
In Luang Prabang there is a spot
Where the corpses of your brothers rot,
And every corpse is a patriot,
And every corpse is a hero.
Mourn your dead land of the free!
If you want to be a hero follow me.
Mourn your dead land of the free!
If you want to be a hero follow me.
When I came back from Luang Prabang
A B
I didn't have a thing where my balls used to hang,
B
But I got a wood medal and a fine harangue.
A B
Now I'm a fucking hero.
Mourn your dead land of the free!
If you want to be a hero follow me.
Mourn your dead land of the free!
If you want to be a hero follow me.
And now the boys all envy me:
I fought for Christian Democracy
With nothing but air where my balls used to be.
Now I'm a fucking hero
Mourn your dead land of the free!
If you want to be a hero follow me.
Mourn your dead land of the free!
If you want to be a hero follow me.
When one and twenty cannon thunder
Into the bloody wild blue yonder
For a patriotic ball-less wonder.
Now I'm a fucking hero.
Mourn your dead land of the free!
If you want to be a hero follow me.
Mourn your dead land of the free!
If you want to be a hero follow me.
In Luang Prabang there is a spot
Where the corpses of your brothers rot,
And every corpse is a patriot,
And every corpse is a hero.
Mourn your dead land of the free!
If you want to be a hero follow me.
Mourn your dead land of the free!
If you want to be a hero follow me.
Davey Suicide
Davi Sacer
Davi Silva
Davichi
David & Die Kern (...)
David Batteau
David Beaker Str (...)
David Beats Goli (...)
David Beckingham
David Belt