Biografia:
Since 1992, the Big Wu is a rock 'n' roll jam band from Minnesota. The group is composed of Al Oikari, Andy Miller, Chris Castino, and Terry Vandewalker. Relentless touring over the last decade has built a loyal fan base that call themselves "family," many of whom get together for The Big Wu's annual gathering of music and camping called the Family Reunion. The group's website says that they are "really four ordinary guys, trying to make their way in the world making music."
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Ballad of Dan Toe
Intro:
Em-D-C-B--D
G Em
Come all you cowboys and hear what I say
F C F G
The legend of Dan Toe still lives today
G C
When I was a boy, I rode with a man
G F G
...and I still can remember what happened to Dan.
He knew the frontier from the east to the west
Wore a lone star of silver, proud on his chest
He wrestled a cyclone or so I am told
He proved he was brave in those days of old (?)
When the rivers of Texas grew dangerously high
We kept Dan a laugin for fear he would die
And his tears would surely flow
To the gulf of Mexico
CHORUS:
D C G
With a Navajo rug and a quart in his jug he would sing
C G
I remember it well
D C G
A teacher of lessons his black Smith and Wesson would ring
B
Like a bell
C G
At night he would dance the fandango
C G
On the mesas outside of durango
C
The women would holler
G
And throw down a dollar
B
to drink from his well.
Jam
Dan told us stories before we'd retire
And spirits would dance round the flames of the fire
He told us of rednecks no long to have known
No long will those flickering campfires glown
Dan had a sweeheart who fear for his life
When a rattlesnake came between her and a knife
Dan Toe snuck up from behind her
And Danny took the bite from that ol' sidewinder
C Am
As the light of last sun faded from his eyes
Em D
She kept Dan a laughin for fear he would die
G
And his tears would surely flow
F G
To the Gulf of Mexico
CHORUS
Jam
Dan's dead and gone and I'm growing old
And I never could save that silver and gold
But I still have my fiddle and I still have my bow
And I make myself (something) where ever I go
CHORUS
Jam->End
taken from www.thebigwu.net
Intro:
Em-D-C-B--D
G Em
Come all you cowboys and hear what I say
F C F G
The legend of Dan Toe still lives today
G C
When I was a boy, I rode with a man
G F G
...and I still can remember what happened to Dan.
He knew the frontier from the east to the west
Wore a lone star of silver, proud on his chest
He wrestled a cyclone or so I am told
He proved he was brave in those days of old (?)
When the rivers of Texas grew dangerously high
We kept Dan a laugin for fear he would die
And his tears would surely flow
To the gulf of Mexico
CHORUS:
D C G
With a Navajo rug and a quart in his jug he would sing
C G
I remember it well
D C G
A teacher of lessons his black Smith and Wesson would ring
B
Like a bell
C G
At night he would dance the fandango
C G
On the mesas outside of durango
C
The women would holler
G
And throw down a dollar
B
to drink from his well.
Jam
Dan told us stories before we'd retire
And spirits would dance round the flames of the fire
He told us of rednecks no long to have known
No long will those flickering campfires glown
Dan had a sweeheart who fear for his life
When a rattlesnake came between her and a knife
Dan Toe snuck up from behind her
And Danny took the bite from that ol' sidewinder
C Am
As the light of last sun faded from his eyes
Em D
She kept Dan a laughin for fear he would die
G
And his tears would surely flow
F G
To the Gulf of Mexico
CHORUS
Jam
Dan's dead and gone and I'm growing old
And I never could save that silver and gold
But I still have my fiddle and I still have my bow
And I make myself (something) where ever I go
CHORUS
Jam->End
taken from www.thebigwu.net
The Birds Of Sat (...)
The Birdsongs
The Birras
The Birthday Mas (...)
The Bishops
The Black Maria
The Black Pony
The Black Rabbit (...)
The Black Ryder
The Black Seeds