Biografia:
Levon Helm, nome artístico de Mark Lavon Helm (26 de maio de 1940) é um multi-instrumentista e ator estadunidense, mais conhecido como vocalista e baterista do grupo de rock The Band. Helm se tornou célebre por sua voz profundamente sentimental e seu estilo criativo de bateria, características bem representadas em gravações do The Band como "The Weight", "Up on Cripple Creek" e "The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down". Seu álbum solo de 2007
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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!
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D--7---7---7--------------7---7--7-9-
A--7h9---9-7--9-7---7-9---7h9---9---- F#m E
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A Bm
I worked the land to raise a family
G A
'Till I was weary to the bone
F#m G
But hard labour never bothered me
D A
Lord, it's all I ever known
A Bm
Too many seasons of calamity
G A
And too much interest on the loan
F#m G
It's half the size as it used to be
D A E Esus4 E
And half of that is stone
E A
The crops ain't worth a-seeding
D A E Esus4 E
Timber only gets you fire
E A
The live-stock I'm a-feeding
D A E
I can hardly keep 'em alive
F#m E D
I gotta do what I can to survive
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F#m D
I know the law wont be forgiving
A E
But that'll be the choice I made
Bm G
I used to farm for a living
D A
But now I'm in the growing trade
(intro riff)
A Bm
The summer beauty of the cotton fields
G A
Was like a view from heaven's door
F#m G
My grandaddy said that harvest time
D A
Was what the good lord made us for
A Bm
I guess he'd wonder where's the dignity
G A
In a crop you raise to burn
F#m G
But this land is my legacy
D A E Esus4 E
I got nowhere else to turn
E A
Shotgun on my shoulder
D A E Esus4 E
Where a tote sack oughta be
E A
The theives are getting bolder
D A E
And the feds may be watching me
F#m E D
I gotta quit this eventually
(chorus)
F#m D
I know the law wont be forgiving
A E
But that'll be the choice I made
Bm G
I used to farm for a living
D A Asus4 A
But now I'm in the growing trade
E A
Helicopters in the distance
D A E
Getting closer every day
E A
They're gonna meet some resistance
D A E
Ain't no price too big to pay
E A
It won't make any difference,
D A E
When they take it all away,
E A
Between the cot in the jailhouse
D A E
And a bed beneath the clay
F#m E D
I guess there's nothing to do now but pray
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D--7---7---7--------------7---7--7-9-
A--7h9---9-7--9-7---7-9---7h9---9---- F#m E
E---------------7h9-----9------------
A Bm
I worked the land to raise a family
G A
'Till I was weary to the bone
F#m G
But hard labour never bothered me
D A
Lord, it's all I ever known
A Bm
Too many seasons of calamity
G A
And too much interest on the loan
F#m G
It's half the size as it used to be
D A E Esus4 E
And half of that is stone
E A
The crops ain't worth a-seeding
D A E Esus4 E
Timber only gets you fire
E A
The live-stock I'm a-feeding
D A E
I can hardly keep 'em alive
F#m E D
I gotta do what I can to survive
(chorus)
F#m D
I know the law wont be forgiving
A E
But that'll be the choice I made
Bm G
I used to farm for a living
D A
But now I'm in the growing trade
(intro riff)
A Bm
The summer beauty of the cotton fields
G A
Was like a view from heaven's door
F#m G
My grandaddy said that harvest time
D A
Was what the good lord made us for
A Bm
I guess he'd wonder where's the dignity
G A
In a crop you raise to burn
F#m G
But this land is my legacy
D A E Esus4 E
I got nowhere else to turn
E A
Shotgun on my shoulder
D A E Esus4 E
Where a tote sack oughta be
E A
The theives are getting bolder
D A E
And the feds may be watching me
F#m E D
I gotta quit this eventually
(chorus)
F#m D
I know the law wont be forgiving
A E
But that'll be the choice I made
Bm G
I used to farm for a living
D A Asus4 A
But now I'm in the growing trade
E A
Helicopters in the distance
D A E
Getting closer every day
E A
They're gonna meet some resistance
D A E
Ain't no price too big to pay
E A
It won't make any difference,
D A E
When they take it all away,
E A
Between the cot in the jailhouse
D A E
And a bed beneath the clay
F#m E D
I guess there's nothing to do now but pray
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Lewis Dalgliesh
Lewis E Jones
Lewis Lymon & Th (...)
Lewis Mokler
Lewis Motisher
Leyan
Leyenda urbana
Leyla McCalla
Leyton Buzzards
Leza Liversage