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Folsom Prison Blues
03:08
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Cajun Fiddle
03:20
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St. Anne Reel
03:07
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Cripple Creek
02:14
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I got a gal at the head of the creek Goin up t' see her 'bout the middle of the week Kiss her on the mouth, just as sweet as any wine Wraps herself around me like a sweet potatoe vine.
Goin' up t' Cripple Creek, goin' on the run Goin' up t' Cripple Creek t' have a little fun Goin' up t' Cripple Creek, goin in a whirl Goin' up t' Cripple Creek t' see my girl
Girls up on Cripple Creek about half grown
Jump on a man like a dog on a bone
I'll roll my britches up to my knees
An' wade in ol' Cripple Creek when I please
Goin' up t' Cripple Creek, goin' on the run Goin' up t' Cripple Creek t' have a little fun Goin' up t' Cripple Creek, goin in a whirl Goin' up t' Cripple Creek t' see my girl
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Bluemoon of Kentucky
03:09
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Blue moon of Kentucky, keep on shining
Shine on the one that's gone and proved untrue
Blue moon of Kentucky, keep on shining
Shine on the one that's gone and left me blue
It was on one moonlight night
The stars were shining bright
And they whispered from on high
Your love has said goodbye
Blue moon of Kentucky keep on shining
Shine on the one that's gone and said goodbye
I said blue moon of Kentucky, keep on a-shinin'
Shine on the one that's gone and left me blue
Blue moon of Kentucky, keep on a-shinin'
Shine on the one that's gone and left me blue
Letras de canciones similares en http://es.mp3lyrics.com/uO8It was on one moonlit night, stars shinin' bright
Whispered on high, love said goodbye
I said blue moon of Kentucky, keep on a-shinin'
Shine on the one that's gone and left me blue
Blue moon of Kentucky, keep on a-shinin'
Shine on the one that's gone and left me blue
Blue moon of Kentucky, keep on a-shinin'
Shine on the one that's gone and left me blue
Well, it was on one moonlit night, stars shinin' bright
Whispered on high, your lover said goodbye
I said blue moon of Kentucky, keep on a-shinin'
Shine on the one that's gone and left me blue
Left me blue
Left me blue
Left me blue
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Cooly's Reel
02:19
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I was standing by my window,
On one cold and cloudy day
When I saw that hearse come rolling
For to carry my mother away
Will the circle be unbroken
By and by, Lord, by and by
There's a better home a-waiting
In the sky, Lord, in the sky
I said to that undertaker
Undertaker please drive slow
For this lady you are carrying
Lord, I hate to see here go
Will the circle be unbroken
By and by, Lord, by and by
There's a better home a-waiting
In the sky, Lord, in the sky
Oh, I followed close behind her
Tried to hold up and be brave
But I could not hide my sorrow
When they laid her in the grave
Will the circle be unbroken
By and by, Lord, by and by
There's a better home a-waiting
In the sky, Lord, in the sky
I went back home, my home was lonesome
Missed my mother, she was gone
All of my brothers, sisters crying
What a home so sad and lone
Will the circle be unbroken
By and by, Lord, by and by
There's a better home a-waiting
In the sky, Lord, in the sky
We sang the songs of childhood
Hymns of faith that made us strong
Ones that Mother Maybelle taught us
Hear the angels sing along
Will the circle be unbroken
By and by, Lord, by and by
There's a better home a-waiting
In the sky, Lord, in the sky
Will the circle be unbroken
By and by, Lord, by and by
There's a better home a-waiting
In the sky, Lord, in the sky
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Jesse James
03:56
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Jesse James was a lad that killed many a man,
He robbed the Glendale train,
He stole from the rich and he gave to the poor,
He'd a hand and a heart and a brain.
Well Jesse had a wife to mourn for his life
Three children now they were brave
Well that dirty little coward that shot Mr. Howard
He laid poor Jesse in his grave
Well it was Robert Ford, that dirty little coward,
I wonder how he feel,
For he ate of Jesse's bread and he slept in Jesse's bed,
Then he laid poor Jesse in his grave.
(chours)
Well Jesse had a wife to mourn for his life
Three children now they were brave
Well that dirty little coward that shot Mr. Howard
He laid poor Jesse in his grave
Jesse was a man, a friend to the poor,
He'd never rob a mother or a child
There never was a man with the law in his hand
That could take Jesse James alive
It was on a Saturday night and the moon was shining bright,
They robbed the Glendale train,
And people they did say o'er many miles away
It was those outlaws,Ther're Frank and Jesse James
(Chours)
Now the people held their breath when they heard of Jesse's death,
And wondered how he ever came to fall
Robert Ford,It was a fact,He shot Jesse in the back
While Jesse hung a picture on the wall
Now Jesse went to rest with his hand on his breast,
The devil will be upon his knee.
He was born one day in the County Clay,
And he came from a solitary race.
(Chours)
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10. |
Turkey in the Straw
02:26
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Wet&Wild String Band Málaga, Spain
Wet&Wild galopa con rumbo fijo a lo desconocido.
- Jose L. Ruiz -
Banjo,
Mandolina, Dobro, Armónica
- Luz Prado -
Violín
- Mike Tweed -
Guitarra y Voz
- Juan Baca -
Contrabajo
Contacto:
+34 687936722
info.wetandwild@gmail.com
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