Biografia:
Roger Whittaker nacio en Nairobi (Kenia) el 22 de marzo de 1936, sus padres eran de Staffordshire (Inglaterra), su padre venia de una familia de tenderos y su madre era profesora. La musica del este de Africa dejo una marca en su niñez. En la escuela, fue un avido miembro del coro. 3 semanas despues de dejar la escuela fue llamado para realizar el servicio nacional en el que apso 2 años en el regimiento de Kenia. En 1956, una vez finalizado decidio que era momento de comenzar su carrera de medicina y se marcho a Ciudad del Cabo en Sudafrica
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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!
Darcy The Dragon
Roger Whittaker
capo 3
D Bm
Christmas was coming and Darcy the Dragon was thinking what he should do
F#m Bm Em G Em A D
Go through the forest and into the village to pick up a gift or two
D Bm
For through the forest dear Darcy had friends that he loved very much
F#m Bm Em G Em A D
He thought it'd be fine at Christmas time to give each a present or such
D C D C D
But Darcy'd forgotten the very thing that makes a dragon unique
D C D C D
Unlike a horse a dragon of course breathes fire whenever he speaks
Bm Em Am Bm Am
Off to town dear Darcy went, but woe is me, oh lament
Bm Em Am Bm C D
Before a dragon penny was spent he'd started a tiny fire
He said he was sorry our Darcy did, he helped put the fire out
The folks forgave him for he'd been kind and off he went looking about
Into the toy shop did Darcy go with thoughts of his forest friends
"I'll buy each a game!" he said with a flame and the second fire, it was then
And this time, when the fire was out villagers charged along
Pursuing Darcy with angry shouts, "Be off! Away! Be gone!"
Poor Darcy sparked, "No harm I meant", but from the village, he was sent
and woe is me and oh lament, no presents for his friends
Darcy was sad as he sat at the edge of the forest by and by
No gifts would he have to offer his friends, a tear rolled from his eye
A storm did gather and soon did hit t'was a mighty wind that blew
And Christmas snow did whirl and blow and he wondered what to do?
As Darcy let out with a dragon's cry he opened his mouth so wide
that the wind and snow went right down his throat and put out the fire inside
When Darcy realized the fire was out, first a whisper, then a shout
and a laugh to know that he could speak without starting another fire
But now it was late on the Christmas Eve he was up and off with a roar
He raced to the village and he cried out, "My fire, he am no more!"
From shop to shop he then did go in each he made his choice
Darcy was treated so kindly now, no need to fear his voice
The villagers came to the edge of town and Darcy waved goodbye
"Come back again if ever you can!" they said and he said that he'd try
"Merry Christmas!" all did say as to the woods he made his way
"Tomorrow will be Christmas Day and a Merry Christmas to thee!"
Roger Whittaker
capo 3
D Bm
Christmas was coming and Darcy the Dragon was thinking what he should do
F#m Bm Em G Em A D
Go through the forest and into the village to pick up a gift or two
D Bm
For through the forest dear Darcy had friends that he loved very much
F#m Bm Em G Em A D
He thought it'd be fine at Christmas time to give each a present or such
D C D C D
But Darcy'd forgotten the very thing that makes a dragon unique
D C D C D
Unlike a horse a dragon of course breathes fire whenever he speaks
Bm Em Am Bm Am
Off to town dear Darcy went, but woe is me, oh lament
Bm Em Am Bm C D
Before a dragon penny was spent he'd started a tiny fire
He said he was sorry our Darcy did, he helped put the fire out
The folks forgave him for he'd been kind and off he went looking about
Into the toy shop did Darcy go with thoughts of his forest friends
"I'll buy each a game!" he said with a flame and the second fire, it was then
And this time, when the fire was out villagers charged along
Pursuing Darcy with angry shouts, "Be off! Away! Be gone!"
Poor Darcy sparked, "No harm I meant", but from the village, he was sent
and woe is me and oh lament, no presents for his friends
Darcy was sad as he sat at the edge of the forest by and by
No gifts would he have to offer his friends, a tear rolled from his eye
A storm did gather and soon did hit t'was a mighty wind that blew
And Christmas snow did whirl and blow and he wondered what to do?
As Darcy let out with a dragon's cry he opened his mouth so wide
that the wind and snow went right down his throat and put out the fire inside
When Darcy realized the fire was out, first a whisper, then a shout
and a laugh to know that he could speak without starting another fire
But now it was late on the Christmas Eve he was up and off with a roar
He raced to the village and he cried out, "My fire, he am no more!"
From shop to shop he then did go in each he made his choice
Darcy was treated so kindly now, no need to fear his voice
The villagers came to the edge of town and Darcy waved goodbye
"Come back again if ever you can!" they said and he said that he'd try
"Merry Christmas!" all did say as to the woods he made his way
"Tomorrow will be Christmas Day and a Merry Christmas to thee!"
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