Biografia:
Thomas Richard Paxton (nacido el 31 de Octubre de 1937) es un cantautor americano de música folk que ha continuado escribiendo, cantando y grabando música por más de 40 años. Sus canciones cubren un amplio rango de temáticas, desde lo serio y profundo hasta lo liviano y cómico.
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Outras músicas:
- Born On The Forth Of July
- Daily News
- You Can Eat Dog Food
- Born On The Fourth Of July
- Bottle Of Wine
- Buy A Gun For Your Son
- Cant Help But Wonder Where Im Bound
- Crazy John
- Did You Hear John Hurt
- George W Told The Nation
- Getting Up Early
- Going To The Zoo
- Goodman Schwerner And Chaney
- Hold On To
- I Dont Want A Bunny Wunny
- I Give You The Morning
- Im The Man That Built The Bridges
- In Florida
- It Aint Easy
- Jimmy Newman
- Johhny Got A Gun
- Johnny Got A Gun
- Last Thing On My Mind
- Leaving London
- Lyndon Johnson Told The Nation
- Marvellous Toy
- Marvelous Toy
- My Ladys A Wild Flying Dove
- My Son John
- Ramblin Boy
- Susie Most Of All
- The Last Thing On My Mind
- The Party
- The Willing Conscript
- This World Goes Round And Round
- Wasnt That A Party
- When Annie Took Me Home
- When You Shook Your Long Hair Down
- Yuppies In The Sky
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!
My Ramblin' Boy
Performed by: Tom Paxton
Tab by: Ray Sherrell, July 2010
G D D7 G
He was a man and a friend always
D G
He stuck with me through the hard old days
C
He never cared if I had no dough
D D7 G
We rambled round in the rain and snow.
CHORUS:
D G C G
And here's to you, my ramblin' boy
D D7 G
May all your ramblin' bring you joy.
D G C G
And here's to you, my ramblin' boy
D D7 G
May all your ramblin bring you joy.
In Tulsa town, we chanced to stray
we thought we'd try to work one day
The boss says had room for one
says my old pal, we'd rather bum.
REPEAT CHORUS:
Late one night in a hobo camp
the weather it was cold and damp
He got the chills and he got 'em bad.
They took the only freind I had
REPEAT CHORUS:
He left me here, to ramble on
My old pal is dead and gone
If when we die, we go somewhere
I bet you a dollar, he's ramblin there.
REPEAT CHORUS:
Performed by: Tom Paxton
Tab by: Ray Sherrell, July 2010
G D D7 G
He was a man and a friend always
D G
He stuck with me through the hard old days
C
He never cared if I had no dough
D D7 G
We rambled round in the rain and snow.
CHORUS:
D G C G
And here's to you, my ramblin' boy
D D7 G
May all your ramblin' bring you joy.
D G C G
And here's to you, my ramblin' boy
D D7 G
May all your ramblin bring you joy.
In Tulsa town, we chanced to stray
we thought we'd try to work one day
The boss says had room for one
says my old pal, we'd rather bum.
REPEAT CHORUS:
Late one night in a hobo camp
the weather it was cold and damp
He got the chills and he got 'em bad.
They took the only freind I had
REPEAT CHORUS:
He left me here, to ramble on
My old pal is dead and gone
If when we die, we go somewhere
I bet you a dollar, he's ramblin there.
REPEAT CHORUS:
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Tomas Ledin
Tomás Lip (...)
Tommy Roe
Tommy Sands
Tommy Torres
Tommy Tutone
Tommy Walker