Biografía:
Born Lecil Travis Martin on September 1, 1931, in Sterrat, TX; died on April 12, 1999, in Branson, MO, of leukemia; married second wife Lloene Johnson, c. 1962; children: Tammy (first marriage), twins Larry and Lorry (with Johnson). Addresses: Website--Boxcar Willie Official Website: http://www.boxcarwillie.com.
Known as the world's favorite hobo, Boxcar Willie took a long train ride to his destination as a country music star. When he finally got there, he didn't waste a moment of his time.
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Otras canciones:
- Don't Let The Stars
- Hobo Heaven
- Winds Of Yesterday
- A Good Old Country Song
- Aint Gonna Be Your Day
- Bad News
- Big Freight Train Carry Me Home
- Boxcar Blues
- Boxcars My Home
- Cheating Wife Again
- Cold Windy City Of Chicago
- Dont Blame Me For What Happened Last Night
- Dont It Make You Wanna Be A Kid Again
- Dont It Make You Want To Be A Kid Aghain
- Dont Pretend
- Forty Acres
- Forty Nine Nights
- Fraulein
- From A Boxcar Door
- From A Rolls To The Rails
- Give Me Forty Acres
- Gypsy Lady And The Hobo
- Hee Haw Honey
- Jesus I Need To Talk To You
- Lefty Left Us Lonely
- London Leaves
- Mister Can You Spare A Dime
- My Old Kentucky Home
- Rusty Guitar Strings
- Six Days On The Road
- The Day Elvis Died
- The Man I Used To Be
- The Old Iron Trail
- Walkin Holes In My Shoes
- We Made Memories
- Whine Whistle Whine
- White Line Fever
- You Got The Kind Of Love
¡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!
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Well I woke up this morning stumbled across the floor
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While feeling for the light switch I stumped my toe on the door
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Then an earthquake came along my house started to sway
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A little voice whispered in my ear it ain’t gonna be your day
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Oh it ain’t gonna be your day boy it ain’t gonna be your day
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As the house fell down with a hurdling sound it ain’t gonna be your day
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And when I shaved this morning I nearly cut my throat
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The zipper stuck on my pants a button fell off my coat
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And down in the kitchen I set my house a blaze
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A little voice whispered in my ear it ain’t gonna be your day
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Well it ain’t gonna be your day boy it ain’t gonna be your day
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As the house burned down with a hurdling sound it ain’t gonna be your day
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Now out on the freeway a big truck tried to pass
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Halfway around with traffic comin’ I ran out of gas
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That big ol’ truck hit me knocked me ever which way
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A little voice whispered in my ear it ain’t gonna be your day
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No it ain’t gonna be your day boy it ain’t gonna be your day
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As they hauled it away I heard them say it ain’t gonna be your day
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Well I called up my boss man said I’d be late for work
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He screamed what’s the matter are you sick or hurt
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Well I said I had some trouble he said you’ll get no pay
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A little voice whispered in my ear it ain’t gonna be your day
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No it ain’t gonna be your day boy it ain’t gonna be your day
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As he slammed that phone I heard a little moan it ain’t gonna be your day
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Well the day started rotten it went from bad to worse
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Like the words in this song gets ***** ***** *****??
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When I die and I go to heaven I know on judgment day
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A little voice whispered in my ear it ain’t gonna be your day
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No it ain’t gonna be your day boy it ain’t gonna be your day
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As they turn me away St. Peter would say it ain’t gonna be your day
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When they turn me away St. Peter would say it ain’t gonna be your day
Well I woke up this morning stumbled across the floor
G
While feeling for the light switch I stumped my toe on the door
D7
Then an earthquake came along my house started to sway
G
A little voice whispered in my ear it ain’t gonna be your day
D7
Oh it ain’t gonna be your day boy it ain’t gonna be your day
G
As the house fell down with a hurdling sound it ain’t gonna be your day
D7
And when I shaved this morning I nearly cut my throat
G
The zipper stuck on my pants a button fell off my coat
D7
And down in the kitchen I set my house a blaze
G
A little voice whispered in my ear it ain’t gonna be your day
D7
Well it ain’t gonna be your day boy it ain’t gonna be your day
G
As the house burned down with a hurdling sound it ain’t gonna be your day
D7
Now out on the freeway a big truck tried to pass
G
Halfway around with traffic comin’ I ran out of gas
D7
That big ol’ truck hit me knocked me ever which way
G
A little voice whispered in my ear it ain’t gonna be your day
D7
No it ain’t gonna be your day boy it ain’t gonna be your day
G
As they hauled it away I heard them say it ain’t gonna be your day
D7
Well I called up my boss man said I’d be late for work
G
He screamed what’s the matter are you sick or hurt
D7
Well I said I had some trouble he said you’ll get no pay
G
A little voice whispered in my ear it ain’t gonna be your day
D7
No it ain’t gonna be your day boy it ain’t gonna be your day
G
As he slammed that phone I heard a little moan it ain’t gonna be your day
D7
Well the day started rotten it went from bad to worse
G
Like the words in this song gets ***** ***** *****??
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When I die and I go to heaven I know on judgment day
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A little voice whispered in my ear it ain’t gonna be your day
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No it ain’t gonna be your day boy it ain’t gonna be your day
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As they turn me away St. Peter would say it ain’t gonna be your day
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When they turn me away St. Peter would say it ain’t gonna be your day
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