Biografia:
Herbert Jansch (Glasgow, 3 de novembro de 1943 - 05 de outubro de 2011), mais conhecido por Bert Jansch, é um músico escocês, ex-integrante da banda Pentangle.
Bert Jansch, lendário compositor e guitarrista, é largamente reconhecido como um dos músicos mais influentes de todos os tempos. Desde meados dos anos 1960, foram mantidos fãs encantados pelo seu modo de tocar violão extraordinário em canções clássicas. Jimmy Page, Neil Young, Nick Drake
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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!
This is my first tab:
[Verse 1]
Bm D A Bm
When I was in service in Rosemary Lane,
Bm D A E
I won the good will of my master and dame,
Bm D A Bm
'Til a sailor came there one night for to lay,
Bm D A E
And that was the beginning of my misery.
[Verse 2]
He asked for a lantern to light him to bed,
And likewise a silk handkerchief to tie up his head,
To tie up his head as sailors will do,
And he said, "My pretty Polly, won't you come too?"
[Verse 3]
Now this maid be young and foolish, she thought it no harm,
To lie into bed for to keep herself warm,
And what was done there I will never disclose,
But I wish that short night had been seven long years.
[Verse 4]
Next morning this sailor so early arose,
And into my apron three guineas did throw,
Saying, "This I will give, and more I will do,
If you'll be my Polly wherever I go."
[Verse 5]
And if its a boy, he will fight for the king,
And if its a girl, she will wear a gold ring,
Wear a gold ring and a dress all aflame,
And remember my service in Rosemary Lane.
[Verse 1]
When I was in service in Rosemary Lane,
I won the good will of my master and dame,
'Til a sailor came there one night for to lay,
And that was the beginning of my misery.
(Hope this is good!)
[Verse 1]
Bm D A Bm
When I was in service in Rosemary Lane,
Bm D A E
I won the good will of my master and dame,
Bm D A Bm
'Til a sailor came there one night for to lay,
Bm D A E
And that was the beginning of my misery.
[Verse 2]
He asked for a lantern to light him to bed,
And likewise a silk handkerchief to tie up his head,
To tie up his head as sailors will do,
And he said, "My pretty Polly, won't you come too?"
[Verse 3]
Now this maid be young and foolish, she thought it no harm,
To lie into bed for to keep herself warm,
And what was done there I will never disclose,
But I wish that short night had been seven long years.
[Verse 4]
Next morning this sailor so early arose,
And into my apron three guineas did throw,
Saying, "This I will give, and more I will do,
If you'll be my Polly wherever I go."
[Verse 5]
And if its a boy, he will fight for the king,
And if its a girl, she will wear a gold ring,
Wear a gold ring and a dress all aflame,
And remember my service in Rosemary Lane.
[Verse 1]
When I was in service in Rosemary Lane,
I won the good will of my master and dame,
'Til a sailor came there one night for to lay,
And that was the beginning of my misery.
(Hope this is good!)
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