Biografía:
Ewan McClennan is a folk musician whose music spans the range from traditional unaccompanied singing , through British Folk, to the wider influence of American music. It encompasses airs, dance tunes and his own contemporary writing in the tradition. His guitar playing is rooted in a classical training which remains a clear part of his playing today.
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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!
[Intro]
E A E B
[Verse]
E A E
As the winding path takes me down
A E
In the dust where the air grows still
A E A
Past the shattered sills to where the broken bricks
E B
Lie tossed at the foot of the hill
[Verse]
E A E
To the gentle hum of the engines far
A E
And the cry of the birds through the air
A E A
With the falling grace of dull light on my face
E B
To the city I vacantly stare
[Verse]
E A E
Down at these hands that hang by my side
A E
To the times they have twisted and bowed
A E A
For the graft they've done, the thousand tasks been run
E B
To lie still and idle now
[Verse]
E A E
As a boy I would sit here and whistle my tune
A E
And watch the world role on by
A E A
From the heat of the red-brick factories roar
E B
The smoke spun soft in the sky
[Instrumental]
E B E A E B E
[Verse]
E A E
My boyhood dreaming waned as I grew
A E
No more watching the race from afar
A E A
With steel-toe boots and a coarse boiler-suit
E B
A lad amidst the furnaces scars
[Verse]
E A E
I learned my trade, how I listened and watched
A E
I worked as hard as hard can be
A E A
But with passing years I grew proud with hope
E B
Of a future that was never to be
[Verse]
E A E
Late in the day as the Autumn turned pale
A E
A figure watched us work from the door
A E A
Into burning air his words spoke clear
E B
In a haze our jobs were no more
[Verse]
E A E
I awoke each morning, days stretched into nights
A E
And I lurched through a hollow routine
A E A
In the queues each week with companions I'd stand
E B
But our fortunes had turned on our dreams
[Verse]
E A E
For two sons and a daughter we had to provide
A E
My wife worked long into the nights
A E A
To escape the stale air of a room with four walls
E B
I skimmed stones at the quarry till light
[Verse]
E A E
In the years that followed things picked up and shone
A E
And I hustled a job where I could
A E A
Re-skilled and re-tooled with a home of our own
E B
In a strange shifting world we were stood
[Verse]
E A E
As time wore on our children grew tall
A E
And I taught them all that I'd learned
A E A
In and out of trouble, the same as their dad
E B
Dodging cops, running streets at Pikes turn
[Verse]
E A E
As some strangers say, we've carved our own way
A E
In a world that still lists and turns
A E A
But once again there's no work for the young in this town
E B
And the queues form in air that still burns
[Verse]
E A E
With the dusk tales said, as the evening light ebbs
A E
My son walks off into the night
A E A
With only dull flapping wings of the last bird that sings
E B
He skims stones at the quarry till light
E A E B
[Verse]
E A E
As the winding path takes me down
A E
In the dust where the air grows still
A E A
Past the shattered sills to where the broken bricks
E B
Lie tossed at the foot of the hill
[Verse]
E A E
To the gentle hum of the engines far
A E
And the cry of the birds through the air
A E A
With the falling grace of dull light on my face
E B
To the city I vacantly stare
[Verse]
E A E
Down at these hands that hang by my side
A E
To the times they have twisted and bowed
A E A
For the graft they've done, the thousand tasks been run
E B
To lie still and idle now
[Verse]
E A E
As a boy I would sit here and whistle my tune
A E
And watch the world role on by
A E A
From the heat of the red-brick factories roar
E B
The smoke spun soft in the sky
[Instrumental]
E B E A E B E
[Verse]
E A E
My boyhood dreaming waned as I grew
A E
No more watching the race from afar
A E A
With steel-toe boots and a coarse boiler-suit
E B
A lad amidst the furnaces scars
[Verse]
E A E
I learned my trade, how I listened and watched
A E
I worked as hard as hard can be
A E A
But with passing years I grew proud with hope
E B
Of a future that was never to be
[Verse]
E A E
Late in the day as the Autumn turned pale
A E
A figure watched us work from the door
A E A
Into burning air his words spoke clear
E B
In a haze our jobs were no more
[Verse]
E A E
I awoke each morning, days stretched into nights
A E
And I lurched through a hollow routine
A E A
In the queues each week with companions I'd stand
E B
But our fortunes had turned on our dreams
[Verse]
E A E
For two sons and a daughter we had to provide
A E
My wife worked long into the nights
A E A
To escape the stale air of a room with four walls
E B
I skimmed stones at the quarry till light
[Verse]
E A E
In the years that followed things picked up and shone
A E
And I hustled a job where I could
A E A
Re-skilled and re-tooled with a home of our own
E B
In a strange shifting world we were stood
[Verse]
E A E
As time wore on our children grew tall
A E
And I taught them all that I'd learned
A E A
In and out of trouble, the same as their dad
E B
Dodging cops, running streets at Pikes turn
[Verse]
E A E
As some strangers say, we've carved our own way
A E
In a world that still lists and turns
A E A
But once again there's no work for the young in this town
E B
And the queues form in air that still burns
[Verse]
E A E
With the dusk tales said, as the evening light ebbs
A E
My son walks off into the night
A E A
With only dull flapping wings of the last bird that sings
E B
He skims stones at the quarry till light
Ex Cops
Ex Hex
Ex Vivian
Ex-3
Ex:Re
Exile Takahiro
Exiliados
Exist
EXIT
Exit 18