Biografía:
Adge Cutler and The Wurzels, renamed The Wurzels after Cutler's death, are a British Scrumpy and Western band.
The band is best known for its 1976 number one hit The Combine Harvester but has a history stretching nearly 40 years, and still performs to this day.
In its heyday the band was very popular despite disdain from "serious" critics.
The band recently released a new single "One for the Bristol City" and were the centre of a campaign to get it into the charts for September 30th 2007.
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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!
Chorus
Bb F
Where be that Blackbird to? I know where he be.
Eb Bb
He be up yon Wurzel tree. And I be after he.
Bb Eb Bb Eb
Now I sees he. He sees I. Buggered if I don't get him.
Bb F Eb Bb F Bb
With a gert big stick I'll knock him down. Blackbird I'll 'ave he.
F Bb
La la la la la la. la la la la la la. Ow's your father? Alright.
Verse 1
Bb Eb
All my life I'm on the farm, working for me keep.
F Bb
Tending pigs and chickens, and them cows and sheep.
Eb
But everywhere I'm working, there's one who always mocks me.
F Bb
He's hiding somewhere in the trees, blackbird I'll 'ave he
Verse 2
Bb Eb
Underneath the open sky, in spring we loves to dine.
F Bb
We likes to hear the flapping of the missus' washing line.
Eb
We listens to a tuneful song, a blackbird or a tit
F Bb
But on me vest and underpants, he scored a direct hit
Verse 3
Bb Eb
If I go out poaching, a creeping through the fields.
F Bb
With my old retriever, a following at me heels.
Eb
If I aim me shotgun, at a pheasant in the hay.
F Bb
That bloody blackbird starts his row, and frightens him away.
Verse 4
Bb Eb
No longer can I sleep at night, get peace of any kind
F Bb
That bird'll be the death of me, he's preying on me mind
Eb
If I chase him long enough, I'll get'en by and by.
F Bb
And celebrate me victory with a gert big blackbird pie
Bb F
Where be that Blackbird to? I know where he be.
Eb Bb
He be up yon Wurzel tree. And I be after he.
Bb Eb Bb Eb
Now I sees he. He sees I. Buggered if I don't get him.
Bb F Eb Bb F Bb
With a gert big stick I'll knock him down. Blackbird I'll 'ave he.
F Bb
La la la la la la. la la la la la la. Ow's your father? Alright.
Verse 1
Bb Eb
All my life I'm on the farm, working for me keep.
F Bb
Tending pigs and chickens, and them cows and sheep.
Eb
But everywhere I'm working, there's one who always mocks me.
F Bb
He's hiding somewhere in the trees, blackbird I'll 'ave he
Verse 2
Bb Eb
Underneath the open sky, in spring we loves to dine.
F Bb
We likes to hear the flapping of the missus' washing line.
Eb
We listens to a tuneful song, a blackbird or a tit
F Bb
But on me vest and underpants, he scored a direct hit
Verse 3
Bb Eb
If I go out poaching, a creeping through the fields.
F Bb
With my old retriever, a following at me heels.
Eb
If I aim me shotgun, at a pheasant in the hay.
F Bb
That bloody blackbird starts his row, and frightens him away.
Verse 4
Bb Eb
No longer can I sleep at night, get peace of any kind
F Bb
That bird'll be the death of me, he's preying on me mind
Eb
If I chase him long enough, I'll get'en by and by.
F Bb
And celebrate me victory with a gert big blackbird pie
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