Biografia:
Ralph Stanley (nascido em 25 de fevereiro de 1927), também conhecido como Dr. Ralph Stanley, é um artista americano de bluegrass, conhecido por seu distintivo jeito de cantar e tocar banjo.
Ralph Edmond Stanley nasceu, cresceu, e vive hoje em uma pequena fazenda do sudeste da Virgínia perto de McClure.
Durante muitos anos fez dupla com seu irmão formando a The Stanley Brothers.
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Outras músicas:
- A Robin Built A Nest On Daddy's Grave
- A Robin Built A Nest On Daddys Grave
- All The Good Times Are Past And Gone
- All The Love I Had Is Gone
- Angel Band
- Another Night
- Another Song Another Drink
- Christmas Is Near
- Daddys Wildwood Flower
- Gold Watch And Chain
- How Mountain Girls Can Love
- If I Lose
- If Thats The Way You Feel
- Ive Just Seen The Rock Of Ages
- Katy Daley
- Maple On The Hill
- Memories Of Mother
- Old Love Letters
- Pretty Little Miss In The Garden
- Rank Stranger
- Rank Strangers To Me
- Thy Burdens Are Greater Than Mine
- What About You
- White Dove
- White Oak On The Hill
- Who Will Sing For Me
- Will You Ever Miss Me At All
- Will You Miss Me At All
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!
CAPO 5th
INSTRUMENTAL INTRO
D G D
Well Mama was his Wildwood Flower, my Daddy used to say,
D A D
And to prove to her he loved her, he'd play it every day.
D G D
Mom would look at him and smile, she'd say, "God bless my man,
D A D
I don't regret one single day that I gave him my hand.
D G D
The Wildwood Flower Was his favorite song,
D A D
And when he played for Mama, Her house became a home.
INSTRUMENTAL BREAK
D G D
Mom took sick and passed away, this was his darkest hour.
D A D
He came home that very day and he played the Wildwood Flower.
D G D
Time went by and he grew old, he'd sit and play for hours,
D A D
Mem'ries of Mom on his old guitar, he'd play the Wildwood Flower.
D G D
The Wildwood Flower Was his favorite song,
D A D
And when he played for Mama, Her house became a home.
INSTRUMENTAL BREAK
D G D
One night, as I walked by his house, I thought I heard his song.
D A D
I heard Mama talkin', but Mom had long been gone.
D G D
I looked through the window and saw God's mighty power.
D A D
There sat Mom with Daddy, he was playin' the Wildwood Flower.
D G D
The Wildwood Flower Was his favorite song,
D A D
And when he played for Mama, Her house became a home.
INSTRUMENTAL BREAK
D G D
As he grew old, he could play no more, and his mind began to fail.
D A D
We'd often find him in the field, he seemed so old and frail.
D G D
One day, we couldn't find him, and after many days,
D A D
Found him lyin' with the wildwood flowers, up on Mama's grave.
D G D
The Wildwood Flower Was his favorite song,
D A D
And when he played for Mama, Her house became a home.
I usually repeat the chorus 3-4 times here at the end.
INSTRUMENTAL OUTRO
INSTRUMENTAL INTRO
D G D
Well Mama was his Wildwood Flower, my Daddy used to say,
D A D
And to prove to her he loved her, he'd play it every day.
D G D
Mom would look at him and smile, she'd say, "God bless my man,
D A D
I don't regret one single day that I gave him my hand.
D G D
The Wildwood Flower Was his favorite song,
D A D
And when he played for Mama, Her house became a home.
INSTRUMENTAL BREAK
D G D
Mom took sick and passed away, this was his darkest hour.
D A D
He came home that very day and he played the Wildwood Flower.
D G D
Time went by and he grew old, he'd sit and play for hours,
D A D
Mem'ries of Mom on his old guitar, he'd play the Wildwood Flower.
D G D
The Wildwood Flower Was his favorite song,
D A D
And when he played for Mama, Her house became a home.
INSTRUMENTAL BREAK
D G D
One night, as I walked by his house, I thought I heard his song.
D A D
I heard Mama talkin', but Mom had long been gone.
D G D
I looked through the window and saw God's mighty power.
D A D
There sat Mom with Daddy, he was playin' the Wildwood Flower.
D G D
The Wildwood Flower Was his favorite song,
D A D
And when he played for Mama, Her house became a home.
INSTRUMENTAL BREAK
D G D
As he grew old, he could play no more, and his mind began to fail.
D A D
We'd often find him in the field, he seemed so old and frail.
D G D
One day, we couldn't find him, and after many days,
D A D
Found him lyin' with the wildwood flowers, up on Mama's grave.
D G D
The Wildwood Flower Was his favorite song,
D A D
And when he played for Mama, Her house became a home.
I usually repeat the chorus 3-4 times here at the end.
INSTRUMENTAL OUTRO
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