Biografía:
Stanley Allison Rogers (November 29, 1949 – June 2, 1983) was a Canadian folk musician and songwriter.
Rogers was noted for his rich, baritone voice and his traditional-sounding songs which were frequently inspired by Canadian history and the daily lives of working people, especially those from the fishing villages of the Maritime provinces and, later, the farms of the Canadian prairies and Great Lakes. Rogers died in a fire aboard Air Canada Flight 797 on the ground at the Greater Cincinnati Airport at the age of 33.
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Otras canciones:
- 45 Years
- Lies
- Make And Break Harbour
- Witch Of Westmoreland
- A Matter Of Heart
- Acadian Saturday Night
- Barretts Privateers
- Bluenose
- California
- Canol Road
- Cape St Marys
- Cliffs At Baccalieu
- Dark Eyed Molly
- Delivery Delayed
- Down The Road
- Evangeline
- Field Behind The Plow
- First Christmas
- Fishermans Wharf
- Fogartys Cove
- Forty
- Free In The Harbour
- Guysborough Train
- Harris And The Mare
- House Of Orange
- Jeannie C
- Leave Her Johnny Leave Her
- Let Me Fish Off Cape St Marys
- Lock
- Lookout Hill
- Love Letter
- Macdonnell On The Heights
- Mary Ellen Carter
- Northwest Passage
- Pharisee
- Sailors Rest
- Scarborough Settlers Lament
- Second Effort
- Song Of The Cradle
- Strings And Dory Plug
- Take It From Day To Day
- The Bluenose
- The Field Behind The Plow
- The Flowers Of Bermuda
- The House Of Orange
- The Idiot
- The Jeannie C
- The Maid On The Shore
- The Mary Ellen Carter
- The Rawdon Hills
- The White Collar Holler
- The Witch Of The Westmorland
- The Witch Of Westmorland
- Three Fishers
- Tiny Fish For Japan
- Turnaround
- White Squall
- Wreck Of The Athens Queen
¡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:
C Am C Am
Verse 1:
C Am F G
How still lies the bay in the light western airs
Dm F G
Which blow from the crimson horizon
C C7 F G
Once more we tack home with a dry empty hold
Dm F G
Saving gas with the breezes so fair
C Am F G
She's a kindly Cape Isander, old, but still sound
Dm F G
But so lost in the longliner's shadow
C C7 F G
Make and break, and make do, but the fish are so few
Dm F C
That she won't be replaced should she founder
Verse 2:
C Am F G
It's so hard to not think of before the big war
Dm F G
When the cod were so cheap and so plenty
C C7 F G
Foreign trawlers go by now with long-seeing eyes
Dm F G
Taking all, where we seldom take any
C Am F G
And the young folk don't stay with the fisherman's way
Dm F G
Long ago, they all moved to the cities
C C7 F G
And the ones left behind, old, tired, and blind
Dm F C
Can't work for "a pound or a penny".
Chorus:
F G C
In Make and Break Harbour the boats are so few
Am G F G
Too many are pulled up and rotten
C Am C F
Most houses stand empty, old nets hung to dry
G F C
Are blown away, lost and forgotten.
Verse 3:
C Am F G
Now I can see the big draggers have stirred up the bay
Dm F G
Leaving lobster traps smashed on the bottom
C C7 F G
Can they think it don't pay to respect the old ways
Dm F G
That Make and Break men have not forgotton?
C Am F G
For we still keep our time to the turn of the tide
Dm F G
And this boat that I built with my father
C C7 F G
Still lifts to the sky! The one lunger and I
Dm F C
Still talk like old friends on the water.
Chorus (twice):
F G C
In Make and Break Harbour the boats are so few
Am G F G
Too many are pulled up and rotten
C Am C F
Most houses stand empty, old nets hung to dry
G F C
Are blown away, lost and forgotten.
Extro:
C Am C F
G F C
C Am C Am
Verse 1:
C Am F G
How still lies the bay in the light western airs
Dm F G
Which blow from the crimson horizon
C C7 F G
Once more we tack home with a dry empty hold
Dm F G
Saving gas with the breezes so fair
C Am F G
She's a kindly Cape Isander, old, but still sound
Dm F G
But so lost in the longliner's shadow
C C7 F G
Make and break, and make do, but the fish are so few
Dm F C
That she won't be replaced should she founder
Verse 2:
C Am F G
It's so hard to not think of before the big war
Dm F G
When the cod were so cheap and so plenty
C C7 F G
Foreign trawlers go by now with long-seeing eyes
Dm F G
Taking all, where we seldom take any
C Am F G
And the young folk don't stay with the fisherman's way
Dm F G
Long ago, they all moved to the cities
C C7 F G
And the ones left behind, old, tired, and blind
Dm F C
Can't work for "a pound or a penny".
Chorus:
F G C
In Make and Break Harbour the boats are so few
Am G F G
Too many are pulled up and rotten
C Am C F
Most houses stand empty, old nets hung to dry
G F C
Are blown away, lost and forgotten.
Verse 3:
C Am F G
Now I can see the big draggers have stirred up the bay
Dm F G
Leaving lobster traps smashed on the bottom
C C7 F G
Can they think it don't pay to respect the old ways
Dm F G
That Make and Break men have not forgotton?
C Am F G
For we still keep our time to the turn of the tide
Dm F G
And this boat that I built with my father
C C7 F G
Still lifts to the sky! The one lunger and I
Dm F C
Still talk like old friends on the water.
Chorus (twice):
F G C
In Make and Break Harbour the boats are so few
Am G F G
Too many are pulled up and rotten
C Am C F
Most houses stand empty, old nets hung to dry
G F C
Are blown away, lost and forgotten.
Extro:
C Am C F
G F C
Star Gazers
Star Vs The Forc (...)
Star Wars
Star Wars Theme
Starbomb
Stars
Stars Go Dim
Starsailor
Starset
Starship