Biografia:
Larry Sparks was born and raised in Lebanon, Ohio, born September 15, 1947. He is a Bluegrass singer and guitarist. He was the winner of the 2004 and 2005 International Bluegrass Music Association Male Vocalist of the Year Award and worked as a rhythm guitarist for Ralph Stanley many, many years ago. He eventually started doing his own solo work and has made dozens of great albums. His voice is authentic and immediately recognizable. Some of his best work has been in the bluegrass-gospel field.
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Outras músicas:
- 1
- Bitterweeds
- Blue Virginia Blues
- Brand New Broken Heart
- Casualty Of War
- City Folks Call Us Poor
- Dont Neglect The Roses
- Green Pastures In The Sky
- Hand In Hand
- Ive Just Seen The Rock Of Ages
- John Deere Tractor
- Last Day At Gettysburg
- New Highway
- Ship From Kings Harbor Shore
- Smokey Mountain Memories
- Smoky Mountain Memories
- Tennessee 1949
- The Last Suit You Wear
- Wings Over Jordan
Quatro anos de trabalho duro!Neste mês de maio fizemos quatro anos no ar. Continuamos trabalhando na divulgação deste maravilhoso instrumento, obrigado por participar da nossa história!
[Verse 1]
Am G
Wild flowers grew out her backdoor
Am
Down the hill and to the road
G
Where young men came to pick them
Am
And to others they would go
Dm Am
Watching trough a dusty window
E7 Am
Sometimes from dusk til dawn
Dm Am
Waiting for the man she favored
E7 Am
But he never came to call
[Chorus]
C
Bitterweeds were all her garden grew
Am
I guess she always knew
C G
Bitterweeds were all she had
Am
To look forward to
[Verse 2]
Am G
Her neighbors said she was crazy
Am
'Cause she stared when they walked by
G
They say she wore a black rose
Am
But they never asked her why
Dm Am
There were rumors never denied
E7 Am
Growing tall like her grass
Dm Am
Gossips said she was widowed
E7 Am
Talked 'bout a love from her past
[repeat Chorus]
C
Bitterweeds were all her garden grew
Am
I guess she always knew
C G
Bitterweeds were all she had
Am
To look forward to
[Verse 3]
Am G
Last Monday, church bells were ringing
Am
Down the hill six men walked slow
G
She finally left that cabin
Am
Taking secrets that she knows
Dm Am
Watching through a dusty window
E7 Am
Sometimes from dusk til dawn
Dm Am
Waiting for the man she favored
E7 Am
But he never came to call
[repeat Chorus]
C
Bitterweeds were all her garden grew
Am
I guess she always knew
C G
Bitterweeds were all she had
Am
To look forward to
B.Wilkinson/S.Wood
Am G
Wild flowers grew out her backdoor
Am
Down the hill and to the road
G
Where young men came to pick them
Am
And to others they would go
Dm Am
Watching trough a dusty window
E7 Am
Sometimes from dusk til dawn
Dm Am
Waiting for the man she favored
E7 Am
But he never came to call
[Chorus]
C
Bitterweeds were all her garden grew
Am
I guess she always knew
C G
Bitterweeds were all she had
Am
To look forward to
[Verse 2]
Am G
Her neighbors said she was crazy
Am
'Cause she stared when they walked by
G
They say she wore a black rose
Am
But they never asked her why
Dm Am
There were rumors never denied
E7 Am
Growing tall like her grass
Dm Am
Gossips said she was widowed
E7 Am
Talked 'bout a love from her past
[repeat Chorus]
C
Bitterweeds were all her garden grew
Am
I guess she always knew
C G
Bitterweeds were all she had
Am
To look forward to
[Verse 3]
Am G
Last Monday, church bells were ringing
Am
Down the hill six men walked slow
G
She finally left that cabin
Am
Taking secrets that she knows
Dm Am
Watching through a dusty window
E7 Am
Sometimes from dusk til dawn
Dm Am
Waiting for the man she favored
E7 Am
But he never came to call
[repeat Chorus]
C
Bitterweeds were all her garden grew
Am
I guess she always knew
C G
Bitterweeds were all she had
Am
To look forward to
B.Wilkinson/S.Wood
Lars Fredrik Bec (...)
Lars H.U.G.
Lars Hoff Lieder (...)
Lars Hug And Lis (...)
Lars Kilevold