Biografia:
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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There was three of the gypsies came to our hall door
C
They came brave an' bol-del-o
Em Am Em Am
But there's one sang high and the other sang low
Em Am
And the lady sang The Raggle-Taggle Gypsy-o
Am
It was upstairs, downstairs the lady ran
C
She took off her silk so fine and put on a dress of leather-o
Em Am Em Am
And it was the cry all around our door
Em Am
She's away with the Raggle-Taggle Gypsy-o
Am
It was late last night when the lord came in
C
Inquirin' for his lady-o
Em Am Em Am
And the servin' girls took from hand to hand
Em Am
She's away with the Raggle-Taggle Gypsy-o
Am
You come saddle for me my milk-white steed
C
My bay one is not speedy-o
Em Am Em Am
And sure I will ride and I'll seek my bride
Em Am
That's away with the Raggle-Taggle Gypsy-o
Am
O for he rode east and he rode west
C
Half the south and the east also
Em Am Em Am
Until he rode to the wide open field
Em Am
It was there he spied was his darling-o
Am
Sayin Are you forseekin' your house or land
C
Are you forseekin' your money-o
Em Am Em Am
Are you forseekin' your own wedded Lord
Em Am
An' you're goin' with the Raggle-Taggle Gypsy-o
Am
What do I care for my house or land
C
Neither for my money-o
Em Am Em Am
Or what do I care for my own wedded Lord
Em Am
I am goin' with my Raggle-Taggle Gypsy-o
Am
It was ere last night you'd a goose-feather bed
C
With the sheets pulled down so combley-o
Em Am Em Am
But tonight you'll lie in the cold open field
Em Am
All along with the Raggle-Taggle Gypsy-o
Am
What do I care for my goose-feather bed
C
With the sheets pulled down so combley-o
Em Am Em Am
But tonight I'll lie on a cold barren floor
Em Am
All along with my Raggle-Taggle Gypsy-o
Am
Sayin' You rode high when I rode low
C
You rode woods and valleys-o
Em Am Em Am
But I'd rather get a kiss of the yalla gypsy's lips
Em Am
O than all Lor' Cash's of money-o
There was three of the gypsies came to our hall door
C
They came brave an' bol-del-o
Em Am Em Am
But there's one sang high and the other sang low
Em Am
And the lady sang The Raggle-Taggle Gypsy-o
Am
It was upstairs, downstairs the lady ran
C
She took off her silk so fine and put on a dress of leather-o
Em Am Em Am
And it was the cry all around our door
Em Am
She's away with the Raggle-Taggle Gypsy-o
Am
It was late last night when the lord came in
C
Inquirin' for his lady-o
Em Am Em Am
And the servin' girls took from hand to hand
Em Am
She's away with the Raggle-Taggle Gypsy-o
Am
You come saddle for me my milk-white steed
C
My bay one is not speedy-o
Em Am Em Am
And sure I will ride and I'll seek my bride
Em Am
That's away with the Raggle-Taggle Gypsy-o
Am
O for he rode east and he rode west
C
Half the south and the east also
Em Am Em Am
Until he rode to the wide open field
Em Am
It was there he spied was his darling-o
Am
Sayin Are you forseekin' your house or land
C
Are you forseekin' your money-o
Em Am Em Am
Are you forseekin' your own wedded Lord
Em Am
An' you're goin' with the Raggle-Taggle Gypsy-o
Am
What do I care for my house or land
C
Neither for my money-o
Em Am Em Am
Or what do I care for my own wedded Lord
Em Am
I am goin' with my Raggle-Taggle Gypsy-o
Am
It was ere last night you'd a goose-feather bed
C
With the sheets pulled down so combley-o
Em Am Em Am
But tonight you'll lie in the cold open field
Em Am
All along with the Raggle-Taggle Gypsy-o
Am
What do I care for my goose-feather bed
C
With the sheets pulled down so combley-o
Em Am Em Am
But tonight I'll lie on a cold barren floor
Em Am
All along with my Raggle-Taggle Gypsy-o
Am
Sayin' You rode high when I rode low
C
You rode woods and valleys-o
Em Am Em Am
But I'd rather get a kiss of the yalla gypsy's lips
Em Am
O than all Lor' Cash's of money-o
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