Biografia:
Dave Van Ronk (30 de Junho de 1936 – 10 de Fevereiro de 2002) foi um cantor norte-americano de folk, nascido no Brooklyn, New York, vivendo em Greenwich Village, New York, eventualmente apelidado de "Prefeito de MacDougal Street."
Foi uma importante figura no cenário folk dos anos 60, influenciou e ajudou a promover muitos artistas iminentes dos quais era amigo, entre eles Bob Dylan, Tom Paxton, Patrick Sky, Phil Ochs, Ramblin' Jack Elliott, Joni Mitchell, entre outros.
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Outras músicas:
- Another Time And Place
- Back Water Blues
- Betty And Dupree
- Black Mountain Blues
- Careless Love
- Dinks Song
- Duncan And Brady
- Gamblers Blues St James Infirmary
- Hang Me Oh Hang Me
- He Was A Friend Of Mine
- Hesitation Blues
- Just A Closer Walk With Thee
- Kc Moan
- Lady Gay
- Losers
- Luang Prabang
- Oh What A Beautiful City
- Please See That My Grave Is Kept Clean
- Shanty Mans Life
- Stealin
- Tell Old Bill
- Willie The Weeper
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B
When I came back from Luang Prabang
A B
I didn't have a thing where my balls used to hang,
B
But I got a wood medal and a fine harangue.
A B
Now I'm a fucking hero.
Mourn your dead land of the free!
If you want to be a hero follow me.
Mourn your dead land of the free!
If you want to be a hero follow me.
And now the boys all envy me:
I fought for Christian Democracy
With nothing but air where my balls used to be.
Now I'm a fucking hero
Mourn your dead land of the free!
If you want to be a hero follow me.
Mourn your dead land of the free!
If you want to be a hero follow me.
When one and twenty cannon thunder
Into the bloody wild blue yonder
For a patriotic ball-less wonder.
Now I'm a fucking hero.
Mourn your dead land of the free!
If you want to be a hero follow me.
Mourn your dead land of the free!
If you want to be a hero follow me.
In Luang Prabang there is a spot
Where the corpses of your brothers rot,
And every corpse is a patriot,
And every corpse is a hero.
Mourn your dead land of the free!
If you want to be a hero follow me.
Mourn your dead land of the free!
If you want to be a hero follow me.
When I came back from Luang Prabang
A B
I didn't have a thing where my balls used to hang,
B
But I got a wood medal and a fine harangue.
A B
Now I'm a fucking hero.
Mourn your dead land of the free!
If you want to be a hero follow me.
Mourn your dead land of the free!
If you want to be a hero follow me.
And now the boys all envy me:
I fought for Christian Democracy
With nothing but air where my balls used to be.
Now I'm a fucking hero
Mourn your dead land of the free!
If you want to be a hero follow me.
Mourn your dead land of the free!
If you want to be a hero follow me.
When one and twenty cannon thunder
Into the bloody wild blue yonder
For a patriotic ball-less wonder.
Now I'm a fucking hero.
Mourn your dead land of the free!
If you want to be a hero follow me.
Mourn your dead land of the free!
If you want to be a hero follow me.
In Luang Prabang there is a spot
Where the corpses of your brothers rot,
And every corpse is a patriot,
And every corpse is a hero.
Mourn your dead land of the free!
If you want to be a hero follow me.
Mourn your dead land of the free!
If you want to be a hero follow me.
Davey Suicide
Davi Sacer
Davi Silva
Davichi
David & Die Kern (...)
David Batteau
David Beaker Str (...)
David Beats Goli (...)
David Beckingham
David Belt