Biografia:
Woody Guthrie (Okemah, 5 de agosto de 1912 — Queens, 3 de outubro de1967) é considerado um dos nomes mais importantes em toda a história da cultura popular norte-americana.
Ele foi, praticamente, o criador da música country moderna, que ajudou a promover através de uma vida de andarilho, onde as recompensas financeiras eram quase sempre nulas.
Suas letras falavam por aqueles que não tinham voz na sociedade americana da época, como os negros, os caipiras, os operários e os bandidos.
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Outras músicas:
- 1913 Massacre
- All You Fascists
- Bad Lee Brown Cocaine Blues
- Goin' Down The Road Feelin' Bad
- Hobo's Lullaby
- Hobos Lullaby
- Jesus Christ
- This Land Is Your Land
- Tom Joad
- A Picture From Lifes Other Side
- Baltimore To Washington
- Biggest Thing Man Has Ever Done
- Blowin Down That Old Dusty Road
- Blowin Down This Old Dusty Road
- Brown Eyes
- Danville Girl
- Deportee
- Do Re Mi
- Dust Bowl Refugee
- Dust Cant Kill Me
- God Blessed America For Me
- Grand Coulee Dam
- Greenback Dollar
- Gypsy Davy
- Hard Aint It Hard
- Hard Times
- Hard Travelin
- Hard Travellin
- I Aint Got No Home
- Ive Got To Know
- Jarama Valley
- Jessie James
- Jolly Banker
- Little Black Train
- Lonesome Day
- Ludlow Massacre
- Mail Myself To You
- Miss Pavlichenko
- My Revolutionary Mind
- Oregon Trail
- Pastures Of Plenty
- Philadelphia Lawyer
- Portland Town
- Pretty Boy Floyd
- Ramblin Round
- Riding In My Car
- Roll On Columbia
- Slipknot Hangknot Slipknot
- Snow Deer
- So Long Its Been Good
- So Long Its Been Good To Know You
- Stepstone
- Talking Dust Bowl Blues
- The Ballad Of John Henry
- The Rangers Command
- The Sinking Of The Reuben James
- Theres More Pretty Girls Than One
- This Train Is Bound For Glory
- Train 45
- Two Good Men
- Vigilante Man
- What Are We Waiting On
- Wreck Of The Old 97
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!
Fairly simple and pretty freely played
Just about the entire song is played with one pattern:
E |---------
B |-----0---
G |-------0-
D |---0-----
A |--0------
E |---------
ie, A:
E |---------
B |-----2---
G |-------2-
D |---2-----
A |--0------
E |---------
A: X0222X (maybe easier if barred)
Bm'(?):X0443X
D: X0023X
G: X2003X
played with capo II
(sounding key, E)
A Bm’ A
Take a trip with me in nineteen thirteen
D G A
To Calumet, Michigan, in the copper country.
Bm’ A
I'll take you to a place called Italian Hall
D G A
Where the miners are having their big Christmas ball.
A Bm’ A
I'll take you through a door, and up a high stairs.
D G A
Singing and dancing is heard everywhere,
Bm’ A
I will let you shake hands with the people you see
D G A
And watch the kids dance round that big Christmas tree.
Bm’ A
You ask about work and you ask about pay;
D G A
They'll tell you that they make less than a dollar a day,
Bm’ A
Working the copper claims, risking their lives,
D G A
So it's fun to spend Christmas with children and wives.
A Bm’ A
There's talking and laughing and songs in the air,
D G A
And the spirit of Christmas is there everywhere,
Bm’ A
Before you know it, you're friends with us all
D G A
And you're dancing around and around in the hall.
A Bm’ A
Well, a little girl sits down by the Christmas tree lights
D G A
To play the piano, so you gotta keep quiet.
Bm’ A
To hear all this fun you would not realize
D G A
That the copper-boss thug-men are milling outside.
A Bm’ A
The copper-boss thugs stuck their heads in the door
D G A
One of them yelled and he screamed, "There's a fire!"
Bm’ A
A lady, she hollered, "There's no such a thing!
D G A
Keep on with your party, there's no such a thing."
A Bm’ A
A few people rushed, and it was only a few
D G A
"It's only the thugs and the scabs fooling you."
Bm’ A
A man grabbed his daughter and carried her down
D G A
But the thugs held the door and they could not get out.
A Bm’ A
And then others followed, a hundred or more
D G A
But most everybody remained on the floor.
Bm’ A
The gun-thugs they laughed at their murderous joke,
D G A
While the children were smothered on the stair by the door.
A Bm’ A
Such a terrible sight I never did see
D G A
We carried our children back up to their tree.
Bm’ A
The scabs outside still laughed at their spree
D G A
And the children that died there were seventy-three.
A Bm’ A
The piano played a slow funeral tune
D G A
And the town was lit up by a cold Christmas moon,
Bm’ A
The parents they cried and the miners they moaned,
D G A
"See what your greed for money has done."
-Tabbed by Ryon Castro
Comments or suggestions, e-mail to [email protected]
Go easy on me; first tab.
Just about the entire song is played with one pattern:
E |---------
B |-----0---
G |-------0-
D |---0-----
A |--0------
E |---------
ie, A:
E |---------
B |-----2---
G |-------2-
D |---2-----
A |--0------
E |---------
A: X0222X (maybe easier if barred)
Bm'(?):X0443X
D: X0023X
G: X2003X
played with capo II
(sounding key, E)
A Bm’ A
Take a trip with me in nineteen thirteen
D G A
To Calumet, Michigan, in the copper country.
Bm’ A
I'll take you to a place called Italian Hall
D G A
Where the miners are having their big Christmas ball.
A Bm’ A
I'll take you through a door, and up a high stairs.
D G A
Singing and dancing is heard everywhere,
Bm’ A
I will let you shake hands with the people you see
D G A
And watch the kids dance round that big Christmas tree.
Bm’ A
You ask about work and you ask about pay;
D G A
They'll tell you that they make less than a dollar a day,
Bm’ A
Working the copper claims, risking their lives,
D G A
So it's fun to spend Christmas with children and wives.
A Bm’ A
There's talking and laughing and songs in the air,
D G A
And the spirit of Christmas is there everywhere,
Bm’ A
Before you know it, you're friends with us all
D G A
And you're dancing around and around in the hall.
A Bm’ A
Well, a little girl sits down by the Christmas tree lights
D G A
To play the piano, so you gotta keep quiet.
Bm’ A
To hear all this fun you would not realize
D G A
That the copper-boss thug-men are milling outside.
A Bm’ A
The copper-boss thugs stuck their heads in the door
D G A
One of them yelled and he screamed, "There's a fire!"
Bm’ A
A lady, she hollered, "There's no such a thing!
D G A
Keep on with your party, there's no such a thing."
A Bm’ A
A few people rushed, and it was only a few
D G A
"It's only the thugs and the scabs fooling you."
Bm’ A
A man grabbed his daughter and carried her down
D G A
But the thugs held the door and they could not get out.
A Bm’ A
And then others followed, a hundred or more
D G A
But most everybody remained on the floor.
Bm’ A
The gun-thugs they laughed at their murderous joke,
D G A
While the children were smothered on the stair by the door.
A Bm’ A
Such a terrible sight I never did see
D G A
We carried our children back up to their tree.
Bm’ A
The scabs outside still laughed at their spree
D G A
And the children that died there were seventy-three.
A Bm’ A
The piano played a slow funeral tune
D G A
And the town was lit up by a cold Christmas moon,
Bm’ A
The parents they cried and the miners they moaned,
D G A
"See what your greed for money has done."
-Tabbed by Ryon Castro
Comments or suggestions, e-mail to [email protected]
Go easy on me; first tab.
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