Biografia:
Arlo Guthrie (nascido em 10 de julho de 1947 em Kings County, Nova York) é um cantor e compositor norte-americano de folk, filho do também cantor e compositor folk Woody Guthrie.
Assim como o pai, Arlo também é focado em canções de cunho social, sendo "Alice's Restaurant" (que mais tarde virou filme de mesmo nome) a mais famosa delas.
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Alice's Restaurant (1967)
Arlo (1968)
Running Down the Road (1969)
Washington County (1970)
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Outras músicas:
- Alice's Restaurant
- Arlo Guthrie
- City Of New Orleans
- City Of New Orleans
- Coming In To Los Angeles
- Coming Into Los Angeles
- Commin' Into Los Angeles
- Darkest Hour
- Victor Jara
- Wedding Song
- Alices Restaurant
- Carry Me Over
- Days Are Short
- Deportee
- Doors Of Heaven
- Down On The American Farm
- Drowning Man
- Epilogue
- Every Hand In The Land
- Gabriels Mothers Highway Ballad16 Blues
- Garden Song
- Gypsy Davey
- Here We Are Way Out In The Country
- Highway In The Wind
- Hobos Lullaby
- Last Train
- Lightning Bar Blues
- Motorcycle Song
- My Peace
- Mystic Journey
- Oklahoma Nights
- Percys Song
- Please Dont Talk About Me When Im Gone
- Presidential Rag
- Prolouge
- Ring
- Shenandoah
- St James Infirmary
- Stealin
- Telephone
- The City Of New Orleans
- The Motorcycle Song
- The Pause Of Mr Claus
- Ukulele Lady
- When A Soldier Makes It Home
- Which Side
- Wont Be Long
- World Away From Me
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It was down at old Joe's bar room
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At the corner by the square
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They were serving drinks as usual
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And the usual crowd was there
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On my left stood big Joe MacKennedy
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His eyes were bloodshot red
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And as he looked at the gang around him
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These were the very words he said.
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I went down to St. James Infirmary
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I saw my baby there
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Stretched out on a long, white table
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So young, so cold, so fair
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Seventeen coal-black horses
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Hitched to a rubber-tied hack
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Seven girls goin' to the graveyard
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Only six of them are coming back
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Let her go. Let her go, God bless her
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Wherever she may be
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She may search this wide world over
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And never find another man like me
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When I die just bury me
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In my high-top Stetson hat
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Place a twenty-dollar gold piece on my watch chain
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To let the Lord know I died standing pat
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I want six crap-shooters for my pallbearers
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A Chorus girl to sing me a song
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Place a jazz band on my hearse wagon
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To raise hell as we roll along
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Now that you've heard my story
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I'll take another shot of booze
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And if anyone here should ask you
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I've got the gambler's blues
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It was down at old Joe's bar room
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At the corner by the square
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They were serving drinks as usual
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And the usual crowd was there
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On my left stood big Joe MacKennedy
Am Fmaj7 C E7
His eyes were bloodshot red
Am E7 Am Am/G
And as he looked at the gang around him
Fmaj7 E7 Am
These were the very words he said.
Am E7 Am
I went down to St. James Infirmary
Am Fmaj7 C E7
I saw my baby there
Am E7 Am Am/G
Stretched out on a long, white table
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So young, so cold, so fair
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Seventeen coal-black horses
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Hitched to a rubber-tied hack
Am E7 Am Am/G
Seven girls goin' to the graveyard
Fmaj7 E7 Am
Only six of them are coming back
Am E7 Am
Let her go. Let her go, God bless her
Am Fmaj7 C E7
Wherever she may be
Am E7 Am Am/G
She may search this wide world over
Fmaj7 E7 Am
And never find another man like me
Am E7 Am
When I die just bury me
Am Fmaj7 C E7
In my high-top Stetson hat
Am E7 Am Am/G
Place a twenty-dollar gold piece on my watch chain
Fmaj7 E7 Am
To let the Lord know I died standing pat
Am E7 Am
I want six crap-shooters for my pallbearers
Am Fmaj7 C E7
A Chorus girl to sing me a song
Am E7 Am Am/G
Place a jazz band on my hearse wagon
Fmaj7 E7 Am
To raise hell as we roll along
Am E7 Am
Now that you've heard my story
Am Fmaj7 C E7
I'll take another shot of booze
Am E7 Am Am/G
And if anyone here should ask you
Fmaj7 E7 Am
I've got the gambler's blues
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