Biografía:
Burl Ives (14 de junio de 1909 – 14 de abril de 1995) fue un actor, compositor y cantante estadounidense.
Su nombre completo era Burl Icle Ivanhoe Ives, y nació cerca de Hunt City, Illinois. Sus padres eran Levi "Frank" Ives (1880–1947) y Cordelia "Dellie" White (1882–1954), y tuvo seis hermanos: Audry, Artie, Clarence, Argola, Lillburn, y Norma. Siendo niño, su tío le oyó cantar mientras se encontraba en el jardín con su madre. Le gustó tanto que le invitó a cantar en una reunión de veteranos en Hunt City
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Otras canciones:
- Lavender's Blue
- On The Front Porch With You
- A Little Bitty Tear
- Aunt Rhody
- Ballad Of Davy Crockett
- Big Rock Candy Mountain
- By The Light Of The Silvery Moon
- Call Me Mr In Between
- Christmas Is A Birthday
- Cowboys Lament
- Curry Road
- Frankie And Johnny
- Froggie Went A
- Funny Way Of Laughing
- Holly Jolly Christmas
- I Know An Old Lady Who Swallowed A Fly
- Ill Be Your Baby Tonight
- Jimmy Crack Corn
- Jingle Jingle Jingle
- Marianne
- Mary Ann Regrets
- Mister In
- My Funny Way Of Laughing
- Pearly Shells
- Peter Gray Blow Ye Winds
- Rudolph The Red
- Same Old Hurt
- Shanghied
- The Doughnut Song
- The Owl And The Pussycat
- The Ugly Bug Ball
¡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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As I walked out in the streets of Laredo
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As I walked out in Laredo one day
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I spied a young cowboy all wrapped in white linen
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Wrapped in white linen as cold as the clay
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I see by your outfit that you are a cowboy
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These words he did say as I boldly walked by
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Come sit down beside me and hear my sad story
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I'm shot in the breast and I know I must die
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It was once in the saddle I used to go dashing
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Once in the saddle I used to go gay
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First down to Rosie's and then to the card house
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Got shot in the breast and I'm dying today
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Get sixteen gamblers to handle my coffin
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Get six jolly cowboys to sing me a song
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Take me to the graveyard and lay the sod o'er me
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For I'm a young cowboy and know I've done wrong
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Get six jolly cowboys to carry my coffin
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Get six pretty maidens to sing me a song
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Take me to the valley and lay the sod o'er me
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For I'm a young cowboy and know I've done wrong
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Oh beat the drum slowly and play the fife lowly
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Play the Dead March as they carry me along
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Put bunches of roses all over my coffin
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Roses to deaden the clods as they fall
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As I walked out in the streets of Laredo
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As I walked out in Laredo one day
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I spied a young cowboy all wrapped in white linen
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Wrapped in white linen as cold as the clay
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As I walked out in the streets of Laredo
F Bb F C7
As I walked out in Laredo one day
F C7 F C7
I spied a young cowboy all wrapped in white linen
F Bb C7 F
Wrapped in white linen as cold as the clay
F C7 F C7
I see by your outfit that you are a cowboy
F Bb F C7
These words he did say as I boldly walked by
F C7 F C7
Come sit down beside me and hear my sad story
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I'm shot in the breast and I know I must die
F C7 F C7
It was once in the saddle I used to go dashing
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Once in the saddle I used to go gay
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First down to Rosie's and then to the card house
F Bb C7 F
Got shot in the breast and I'm dying today
F C7 F C7
Get sixteen gamblers to handle my coffin
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Get six jolly cowboys to sing me a song
F C7 F C7
Take me to the graveyard and lay the sod o'er me
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For I'm a young cowboy and know I've done wrong
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Get six jolly cowboys to carry my coffin
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Get six pretty maidens to sing me a song
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Take me to the valley and lay the sod o'er me
F Bb C7 F
For I'm a young cowboy and know I've done wrong
F C7 F C7
Oh beat the drum slowly and play the fife lowly
F Bb F C7
Play the Dead March as they carry me along
F C7 F C7
Put bunches of roses all over my coffin
F Bb C7 F
Roses to deaden the clods as they fall
F C7 F C7
As I walked out in the streets of Laredo
F Bb F C7
As I walked out in Laredo one day
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I spied a young cowboy all wrapped in white linen
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Wrapped in white linen as cold as the clay
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Butch Walker
Butterfly Bouche (...)
Butthole Surfers
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C.tangana
C.w. Stoneking
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