Biografía:
Heather Alexander was a fiery Celtic and World musician based in the Pacific Northwest. She composed original music as well as played many traditional pieces. An accomplished fiddler, she was also skilled with the acoustic guitar and the bodhran.
She made her home in the countryside west of Portland, Oregon, and performed up and down the West Coast. She played solo, or with Uffington Horse, her Celtic Folk and World Rock band.
Heather's ten albums were published on her own label
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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!
[Verse]
Am Dm Am G
Oh a father and son, they were bonded as one
C G Dm
But the heart of the family soon tore
C G Dm G
For out sounded the call, to one and to all
C G Am
That the king and the land went to war
[Chorus]
Am Dm Am G
Oh, the laddie he cried, but his father denied
C G Dm
To bring the young soldier along
C G Dm G
"For your might I award this wooden toy sword
C G Am
And I charge you to carry this song"
Am Dm Am G
Won't you come and wait for me at the gate
C G Dm
With your wooden toy sword in your hand?
C G Dm G
It is then I will come with the beat of the drum
C G Am
From defending my king and my land
Am Dm Am G
So the father, he taught his son as he ought
C G Dm
To defend both his hearth and his home
C G Dm G
But soon came the day that his Da went away
C G Am
Across the wild horses of foam
[Chorus]
Am Dm Am G
Oh, the laddie he cried, but his father denied
C G Dm
To bring the young soldier along
C G Dm G
"For your might I award this wooden toy sword
C G Am
And I charge you to carry this song"
Am Dm Am G
He practiced 'til night with skill and with might
C G Dm
To learn how to fight for a king
C G Dm G
And he'd shun other boys with their useless new toys
C G Am
And he'd whistle a song and he'd sing
Am Dm Am G
Oh the years slowly turned, broad shoulders grew burned
C G Dm
Fine hair lengthened to a proud mane
C G Dm G
In the middle of spring with a fell practice swing
C G Am
The toy sword had broken in twain
Am Dm Am G
The break caused him harm, as the wood pierced his arm
C G Dm
And the blood flowed quite free to the ground
C G Dm G
As his vision grew dim the wind mourned out a hymn
C G Am
That echoed these words round and round
[Chorus]
Am Dm Am G
Oh, the laddie he cried, but his father denied
C G Dm
To bring the young soldier along
C G Dm G
"For your might I award this wooden toy sword
C G Am
And I charge you to carry this song"
Am Dm Am G
Though the day had grown late the young man went to wait
C G Dm
And unsteadily gazed at the sky
C G Dm G
As the red sun sank low, it soon caused him to know
C G Am
That his last day of childhood would die
Am Dm Am G
The stars swam across the night sky with his loss
C G Dm
And his father appeared in that sea
C G Dm G
And the drum of his heart nearly broke him apart
C G Am
As he fell to the ground on one knee
Am Dm Am G
For he'd come to wait for his Da at the gate
C G Dm
With a broken toy sword in his hand
C G Dm G
From beyond death he'll come with the beat of love's drum
C G Am
To honour his son and his land
Am Dm Am G
Oh a father and son, they were bonded as one
C G Dm
But the heart of the family soon tore
C G Dm G
For out sounded the call, to one and to all
C G Am
That the king and the land went to war
[Chorus]
Am Dm Am G
Oh, the laddie he cried, but his father denied
C G Dm
To bring the young soldier along
C G Dm G
"For your might I award this wooden toy sword
C G Am
And I charge you to carry this song"
Am Dm Am G
Won't you come and wait for me at the gate
C G Dm
With your wooden toy sword in your hand?
C G Dm G
It is then I will come with the beat of the drum
C G Am
From defending my king and my land
Am Dm Am G
So the father, he taught his son as he ought
C G Dm
To defend both his hearth and his home
C G Dm G
But soon came the day that his Da went away
C G Am
Across the wild horses of foam
[Chorus]
Am Dm Am G
Oh, the laddie he cried, but his father denied
C G Dm
To bring the young soldier along
C G Dm G
"For your might I award this wooden toy sword
C G Am
And I charge you to carry this song"
Am Dm Am G
He practiced 'til night with skill and with might
C G Dm
To learn how to fight for a king
C G Dm G
And he'd shun other boys with their useless new toys
C G Am
And he'd whistle a song and he'd sing
Am Dm Am G
Oh the years slowly turned, broad shoulders grew burned
C G Dm
Fine hair lengthened to a proud mane
C G Dm G
In the middle of spring with a fell practice swing
C G Am
The toy sword had broken in twain
Am Dm Am G
The break caused him harm, as the wood pierced his arm
C G Dm
And the blood flowed quite free to the ground
C G Dm G
As his vision grew dim the wind mourned out a hymn
C G Am
That echoed these words round and round
[Chorus]
Am Dm Am G
Oh, the laddie he cried, but his father denied
C G Dm
To bring the young soldier along
C G Dm G
"For your might I award this wooden toy sword
C G Am
And I charge you to carry this song"
Am Dm Am G
Though the day had grown late the young man went to wait
C G Dm
And unsteadily gazed at the sky
C G Dm G
As the red sun sank low, it soon caused him to know
C G Am
That his last day of childhood would die
Am Dm Am G
The stars swam across the night sky with his loss
C G Dm
And his father appeared in that sea
C G Dm G
And the drum of his heart nearly broke him apart
C G Am
As he fell to the ground on one knee
Am Dm Am G
For he'd come to wait for his Da at the gate
C G Dm
With a broken toy sword in his hand
C G Dm G
From beyond death he'll come with the beat of love's drum
C G Am
To honour his son and his land
Heather Myles
Heather Peace
Heather Rankin
Heather Small
Heather Sorenson
Heavens Basement
Heavens Gate
Heavens to Betsy
Heavy Heart
Heavy Load