Biografia:
James King (22 de mayo de 1925 – 20 de noviembre de 2005) nacido en Dodge City, Kansas, considerado uno de los mejores tenores heroicos de posguerra, se destacó en las óperas de Wagner y Richard Strauss.
Estudió en la Universidad Estatal de Luisiana y la Universidad de Kansas City, comenzando su carrera como barítono. Estudió con Martial Singher y con Max Lorenz y en 1961 cambió a registro tenor ganando el concurso de Cincinnati y debutando como Don José en Carmen en San Francisco junto a Marilyn Horne.
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More info on James King can be found here: http://www.allmusic.com/artist/james-king-mn0000788693
This song was released on Rounder Records in 2002. It was written by Canadian singer/songwriter Fred J.
Eaglesmith.
Thirty Years Of Farming – James King
Album: Thirty Years Of Farming
Intro: [G]/// [C]/// [G]/// [D]/// [G]/// //// ////
VERSE 1
G
There's a little white note on the gate by the road
C G
That a man put up yesterday
G
And when we saw it, we all ran out
G A D D7
Just to see what it had to say
G
And when we read it, my eyes filled with tears
C G
And they fell to the cold hard clay
G
Something 'bout a mortgage, something 'bout foreclosure
D G
And something 'bout failure to pay
CHORUS:
G
Oh, and on the post by the general store
C G
They put up a little sign
G
An auction sale, day after tomorrow
A D D7
At the end of the Lincoln Line
G
30 years of farming, 30 years of heartache
C G
30 years of day-to-day
G
Oh, my daddy stopped talkin', the day the farm was auctioned
G D G
There was -- nothing left to say
Instrumental: Follow pattern of VERSE 1
VERSE 2
G
Oh, my momma's tears fell freely down
C G
As she walked among the flowers in the yard
G
And every number, the auctioneer called
A D D7
Was like a blow to her precious heart
G
And every number, the auctioneer called
C G
Meant another thing was sold that day
G
While everything was auctioned, we stood there a-watchin'
G D G
While they loaded it and drove it away
CHORUS:
G
Oh, and on the post by the general store
C G
They put up a little sign
G
An auction sale, day after tomorrow
A D D7
At the end of the Lincoln Line
G
30 years of farming, 30 years of heartache
C G
30 years of day-to-day
G
Oh, my daddy stopped talkin', the day the farm was auctioned
G D G
There was -- nothing left to say
Instrumental Follow pattern of VERSES
VERSE 3
G
As the day was dawning, we awoke this morning
C G
There was nothing for us to do
G
Nothing in the granary, no hay in the meadow
A D D7
No cattle, no tractor, no tools
G
So we loaded up the car, took the clothes we wore
C G
And a few things we managed to save
G
Mama read from the book, we took one last look
G D G
And then we drove away
(OPTIONAL: SING THIS LAST CHORUS WITHOUT INSTRUMENTS)
CHORUS:
G
Oh, and on the post by the general store
C G
They put up a little sign
G
An auction sale, day after tomorrow
A D D7
At the end of the Lincoln Line
G
30 years of farming, 30 years of heartache
C G
30 years of day-to-day
G
Oh, my daddy stopped talkin', the day the farm was auctioned
G D G
There was -- nothing left to say
This song was released on Rounder Records in 2002. It was written by Canadian singer/songwriter Fred J.
Eaglesmith.
Thirty Years Of Farming – James King
Album: Thirty Years Of Farming
Intro: [G]/// [C]/// [G]/// [D]/// [G]/// //// ////
VERSE 1
G
There's a little white note on the gate by the road
C G
That a man put up yesterday
G
And when we saw it, we all ran out
G A D D7
Just to see what it had to say
G
And when we read it, my eyes filled with tears
C G
And they fell to the cold hard clay
G
Something 'bout a mortgage, something 'bout foreclosure
D G
And something 'bout failure to pay
CHORUS:
G
Oh, and on the post by the general store
C G
They put up a little sign
G
An auction sale, day after tomorrow
A D D7
At the end of the Lincoln Line
G
30 years of farming, 30 years of heartache
C G
30 years of day-to-day
G
Oh, my daddy stopped talkin', the day the farm was auctioned
G D G
There was -- nothing left to say
Instrumental: Follow pattern of VERSE 1
VERSE 2
G
Oh, my momma's tears fell freely down
C G
As she walked among the flowers in the yard
G
And every number, the auctioneer called
A D D7
Was like a blow to her precious heart
G
And every number, the auctioneer called
C G
Meant another thing was sold that day
G
While everything was auctioned, we stood there a-watchin'
G D G
While they loaded it and drove it away
CHORUS:
G
Oh, and on the post by the general store
C G
They put up a little sign
G
An auction sale, day after tomorrow
A D D7
At the end of the Lincoln Line
G
30 years of farming, 30 years of heartache
C G
30 years of day-to-day
G
Oh, my daddy stopped talkin', the day the farm was auctioned
G D G
There was -- nothing left to say
Instrumental Follow pattern of VERSES
VERSE 3
G
As the day was dawning, we awoke this morning
C G
There was nothing for us to do
G
Nothing in the granary, no hay in the meadow
A D D7
No cattle, no tractor, no tools
G
So we loaded up the car, took the clothes we wore
C G
And a few things we managed to save
G
Mama read from the book, we took one last look
G D G
And then we drove away
(OPTIONAL: SING THIS LAST CHORUS WITHOUT INSTRUMENTS)
CHORUS:
G
Oh, and on the post by the general store
C G
They put up a little sign
G
An auction sale, day after tomorrow
A D D7
At the end of the Lincoln Line
G
30 years of farming, 30 years of heartache
C G
30 years of day-to-day
G
Oh, my daddy stopped talkin', the day the farm was auctioned
G D G
There was -- nothing left to say
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