Biografía:
Gordon Bok stands out among the various artists that can be lumped into the "Traditional Folk" category. Born in Pennsylvania, he moved to Camden, Maine and it was there in coastal Maine that Bok was influenced by sea-faring culture and its music. He released his first album in 1965 and in 1970 signed to Folk-Legacy records, where he released a number of solo albums, as well as many collaborations with Ann Mayo Muir and Ed Trickett. In 1990 he began releasing music on his own label, Timberhead Music.
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Otras canciones:
- A Little Road And A Stone To Roll
- A Most Unpleasant Way Sir
- A Song For Angela
- A Tune For November
- All My Sailors
- Along The Famine Road
- An Diran Than Soulder
- Another Bay
- Apples In The Basket
- Astoria Bar
- Banks Of The Reedy Lagoon
- Bare
- Bay Of Fundy
- Belamena
- Bheir Me O
- Blackbird
- Boat Of Silver
- Bold Reynolds
- Broken Down Squatter
- Candlelight Fisherman
- Cannery Shed
- Canso Strait
- Cape Ann
- Changing Times
- Clear Away In The Morning
- Come By The Hills
- Connemara Cradle Song
- Coshieville
- Crossing The Water
- Dillon Bay
- Do Something
- Dublin City
- Duna
- Duncan And Brady
- Easy And Slow
- Faraway Tom
- Farewell To Nova Scotia
- Fiddler Of Dooney
- Frankie On The Sheepscot
- Freedom On The Wallaby
- Get Her Into Shore
- Going On
- Handsome Cabin Boy
- Hang On John
- Harp Song Of The Dane Women
- Herring Croon
- Hie Awa
- High Barbary
- Johnny Stewart Drover
- Shearers Lament
- Song For The Mira
- Song Of The Wheelhouse Door
- Southern Cross
- Spell To Bring Lost Creatures Home
- Stone On Stone
- Stormy Weather
- Sufferin
- Swell Me Net Full
- The Angelus
- The Arbutus
- The Beaches Of Lukannon
- The Bird Rock
- The Boats Of Peters River
- The Brandy Tree
- The Bressay Lullaby
- The Kind Land
- The Last Battle
- The Liza Jane
- The Maiden Hind
- The Maiden In Birds Plumage
- The Net
- The Old Bard Song
- The Old Figurehead Carver
- The Parting Glass
- The Sands Of Dee
- The Shepherds Call
- The Stable Lad
- The Swag And The Shiner
- The Texas Song
- The Wreck Of The Green Cove
- These Dry Stone Walls
- This Old Mandolin
- Threeboot Philbricks Lament
- Tie Her Up
- Travelling People
- Trochus Boats
- Turn Ye To Me
- Turning Toward The Morning
- Waiting For The Rain
- Weary Of The Darning
- Weevily Wheat Wheat In The Ear
- Western Boat
- Where Am I To Go
- Wiscasset Schooners
¡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!
Johnny Stewart, Drover
Written by Chris Buch
C G
The mob is dipped, the drive is started out
C
They're leaving Rockland's dusty sheds behind them
G
The whips are cracking and the drovers shout
C
Along the Queensland stock-roads you will find them
Droving ways have been like this for years
No modern ways have meant their days are over
The diesel road trains cannot know the steers
Or walk them down like Johnny Stewart, drover
CHORUS
C Dm G C
On the banks of the Georgina and down the Diamantina
Am G
To where the grass is greener, down by New South Wales
C Dm G C
Johnny Stewart's roving with mobs of cattle droving
Am C G C
His life story moving down miles of dusty trails
The cook is busy by the campfire light
Above a fire a billy gently swinging
The mob is settled quietly for the night
And Johnny's riding softly around and singing
Johnny doesn't spend much time in town
Impatient for the wet to be over
Most of the year he's walking cattle down
The stock roads are home for Johnny Stewart, drover
CHORUS
Dawn will surely find another day
Sun still chasing moon, never caught her
The morning light will find them on their way
Another push to reach the next good water
CHORUS
They're counted in now, Johnny's work is done
And fifteen hundred head are handed over
It's into town now for a little fun
And a beer or two for Johnny Stewart, drover
CHORUS
Written by Chris Buch
C G
The mob is dipped, the drive is started out
C
They're leaving Rockland's dusty sheds behind them
G
The whips are cracking and the drovers shout
C
Along the Queensland stock-roads you will find them
Droving ways have been like this for years
No modern ways have meant their days are over
The diesel road trains cannot know the steers
Or walk them down like Johnny Stewart, drover
CHORUS
C Dm G C
On the banks of the Georgina and down the Diamantina
Am G
To where the grass is greener, down by New South Wales
C Dm G C
Johnny Stewart's roving with mobs of cattle droving
Am C G C
His life story moving down miles of dusty trails
The cook is busy by the campfire light
Above a fire a billy gently swinging
The mob is settled quietly for the night
And Johnny's riding softly around and singing
Johnny doesn't spend much time in town
Impatient for the wet to be over
Most of the year he's walking cattle down
The stock roads are home for Johnny Stewart, drover
CHORUS
Dawn will surely find another day
Sun still chasing moon, never caught her
The morning light will find them on their way
Another push to reach the next good water
CHORUS
They're counted in now, Johnny's work is done
And fifteen hundred head are handed over
It's into town now for a little fun
And a beer or two for Johnny Stewart, drover
CHORUS
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