Biografia:
Michael Hurley is an American singer/guitarist, reportedly born December 20, 1941. He also plays the fiddle.
Hurley's debut album, First Songs, was recorded for Folkways Records in 1965 on the same reel-to-reel machine that taped Leadbelly's Last Sessions. He was "discovered" by blues and jazz historian Frederick Ramsey III, and subsequently championed by boyhood friend Jesse Colin Young, who released his 2nd & 3rd albums on The Youngbloods' Warner Bros.
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Outras músicas:
- Animal Song If I Could Ramble Like A Hound
- Automatic Slim And The Fat Boys
- Be Kind To Me
- Boone And Jocko
- Drivin Wheel
- Ghost Woman Blues
- Goners
- Im Getting Ready To Go
- Knocando
- Light Green Fellow
- Open Up
- Pastures Of Plenty
- Rue Of Ruby Whores
- Slurf Song
- Sweet Lucy
- Tea Song
- Werewolf
- Whiskey Willy
- Wildegeeses
- You Got To Say
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!
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I like six cups not one or two, mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
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Break out the cups & the honey too, ooooooooooooooo
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And turn on the tea & let it brew, eeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaahhhhhhhhhahhhahhhaaa
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I don't care that she's left me, mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
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Just so long as the cupboard's full of tea, ooooooooooooooooohhhohhohoh
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My nerves are shaking & my heart is breaking, oooooooooooooooooooooo
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That's just because of all the tea I take in, mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
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Poor old Buddha turned into stone, oooooooooooooooooooo
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That's why I drink tea alone, mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
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Buddha's made of stone & his eyes are ruby, mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
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But his thoughts & dreams are distilled in the tea, ooooooooooooooooo
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I'll drink my tea & sit & dream, mmmmmmmmmmmhmmmmmhmhmmmmmmm
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Conjure up the leprechaun to dance upon the steam, oooooohhhhhhoooooohhhhhohohohhhh
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I'm drinking my tea & it's getting late, ooooooooooooooooooohhhh
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Thought I heard somebody pass my gate, ooooooooooooooommmmmhhhmmmmmm
Turn on the tea & let it brew, oooooooooooo
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I like six cups not one or two, mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
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Break out the cups & the honey too, ooooooooooooooo
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And turn on the tea & let it brew, eeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaahhhhhhhhhahhhahhhaaa
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I don't care that she's left me, mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
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Just so long as the cupboard's full of tea, ooooooooooooooooohhhohhohoh
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My nerves are shaking & my heart is breaking, oooooooooooooooooooooo
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That's just because of all the tea I take in, mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
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Poor old Buddha turned into stone, oooooooooooooooooooo
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That's why I drink tea alone, mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
B G#m F# E
Buddha's made of stone & his eyes are ruby, mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
B G#m F# E
But his thoughts & dreams are distilled in the tea, ooooooooooooooooo
B G#m F# E
I'll drink my tea & sit & dream, mmmmmmmmmmmhmmmmmhmhmmmmmmm
B G#m F# E
Conjure up the leprechaun to dance upon the steam, oooooohhhhhhoooooohhhhhohohohhhh
B G#m F# E
I'm drinking my tea & it's getting late, ooooooooooooooooooohhhh
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Thought I heard somebody pass my gate, ooooooooooooooommmmmhhhmmmmmm
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