Biografia:
Jerome John "Jerry" Garcia (1 de agosto 1942 - 9 de agosto 1995) foi un músico americano, líder de Grateful Dead, grupo de rock influído pela psicodelia, fundado en San Francisco em 1965 e que durante décadas representou para muitos dos seus fans um exemplo autêntico de banda alternativa, em atividade á marxe dos interesses que primam na industria musical. Grateful Dead foi um grupo alinhado com estilo de vida que fuxía do sometemento a convencionalismos
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Outras músicas:
- Deep Elm Blues
- Dire Wolf
- Down In The Valley
- Dreadful Wind And Rain
- Drifting Too Far From The Shore
- Fair Ellender
- Freight Train
- Hopalong Peter
- Ill Take A Melody
- Jackaroo
- Lonely Avenue
- Louis Collins
- Magnificent Sanctuary Band
- Midnight Getaway
- Midnight Town
- Mighty High
- Mission In The Rain
- Mississippi Moon
- Mountains Of The Moon
- Neighbor Neighbor
- Off To Sea Once More
- Rockin Chair
- Senor
- Shady Grove
- Simple Twist Of Fate
- Smoke Gets In Your Eyes
- Stealin
- Take Me
- The Handsome Cabin Boy
- The Sweet And Sunny South
- To Lay Me Down
- Tore Up Over You
- Waiting For A Miracle
- When The Hunter Gets Captured By The Game
- Whiskey In The Jar
- Whisky In The Jar
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THE SWEET SUNNY SOUTH
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Take me back to the place where I first saw the light
G C
To the sweet sunny south take me home
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Where the mockingbirds sing me to rest every night
G D G
Oh, why was I tempted to roam?
I think with regret of the dear home I left
Of the warm hearts that sheltered me there
Of wife and of dear ones of whom I'm bereft
For the old place again do I sigh
Take me back to the place where the orange trees grow
To my plot in the evergreen shade
Where the flowers from the river's green margins did grow
And spread their sweet scent through the glade
Oh the path to our cottage they say has grown green
And the place is quite lonely around
I know that the smiles and the forms I have seen
Now lie in the dark mossy ground
Take me back, let me see what is left that I knew
Can it be that the old house is gone?
Dear friends of my childhood indeed must be few
And I must face death all alone
But yet I'll return to the place of my birth
Where the children have played round the door
Where they gathered wild blossoms that grow round the path
They'll echo our footsteps no more
Take me back to the place where my little ones sleep
Poor Massa lies buried close by
By the graves of my loved ones, I long for to weep
And among them to rest when I die
Take me back to the place where I first saw the light
To the sweet sunny south take me home
Where the mockingbirds sing me to rest every night
Oh, why was I tempted to roam?
traditional
G
Take me back to the place where I first saw the light
G C
To the sweet sunny south take me home
G
Where the mockingbirds sing me to rest every night
G D G
Oh, why was I tempted to roam?
I think with regret of the dear home I left
Of the warm hearts that sheltered me there
Of wife and of dear ones of whom I'm bereft
For the old place again do I sigh
Take me back to the place where the orange trees grow
To my plot in the evergreen shade
Where the flowers from the river's green margins did grow
And spread their sweet scent through the glade
Oh the path to our cottage they say has grown green
And the place is quite lonely around
I know that the smiles and the forms I have seen
Now lie in the dark mossy ground
Take me back, let me see what is left that I knew
Can it be that the old house is gone?
Dear friends of my childhood indeed must be few
And I must face death all alone
But yet I'll return to the place of my birth
Where the children have played round the door
Where they gathered wild blossoms that grow round the path
They'll echo our footsteps no more
Take me back to the place where my little ones sleep
Poor Massa lies buried close by
By the graves of my loved ones, I long for to weep
And among them to rest when I die
Take me back to the place where I first saw the light
To the sweet sunny south take me home
Where the mockingbirds sing me to rest every night
Oh, why was I tempted to roam?
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