Biografía:
Richard Lee "Ricky" Skaggs (Kentucky, 18 de julho de 1954) é um bandolinista, guitarrista, violinista, banjoísta e cantor americano.
Ricky Skaggs começou a tocar após ganhar um bandolim de seu pai. Aos seis anos tocou bandolim com nada menos do que Bill Monroe. Um ano depois já tocava em shows de TV com Lester Flatt and Earl Scruggs. Skaggs mudou-se para Nashville, Tennessee em 1980 indo para a gravadora Epic, onde produziu o álbum Waitin' For The Sun to Shine.
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Otras canciones:
- A Mansion For Me
- A Vision Of Mother
- Are You Afraid To Die
- Bluest Heartache
- Cajun Moon
- Carolina Mountain Home
- Come On Out
- Country Boy
- Crown Of Jewels
- Cryin My Heart Out Over You
- Crying My Heart Out Over You
- Daniel Prayed
- Dont Cheat In Our Home Town
- Dont Get Above Your Raisin
- Gone Home
- Halfway Home Cafe
- Hallelujah Im Ready
- He Was On To Somethin So He Made You
- Heartbroke
- Highway 40 Blues
- Highway Forty Blues
- Honey Open That Door
- I Dont Care
- I Dont Remember Forgetting
- I Hear A Voice Calling
- I Wouldnt Change You If I Could
- If I Lose
- If Thats The Way You Feel
- Im Tired
- Jesus Hold My Hand
- Let It Be You
- Lets Put Love Back To Work
- Little Mountain Church House
- Lonesome Dove
- Lost To A Stranger
- Love Cant Ever Get Better Than This
- Lovin Only Me
- Mansion For Me
- My Fathers Son
- New Star Shining
- Old Kentucky Shore
- Rank Strangers
- Same Ol Love
- Seven Hillsides
- Soldier Of The Cross
- Somebodys Prayin
- Somebodys Praying
- Thats Why Im Walking Angel On My Mind
- The Darkest Hour
- The Drunken Driver
- The Old Crossroads
- The Peace Song
- Today I Burned Your Old Love Letters
- Two Soldiers
- Waitin For The Sun To Shine
- Waiting For Sun To Shine
- When Im Good And Gone
- Your Old Love Letters
- Youve Got A Lover
¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
[Intro]
D C G C G D G C G
[Verse 1]
D C
He was just a blue-eyed Boston boy
G
His voice was low with pain.
D C
"I'll do your bidding comrade mine,
G
If I ride back again.
D G
But if you ride back and I am left
D
You'll do as much for me.
C
Mother you know, must hear the news
D C G
So write to her tenderly."
[Instrumental]
D G C G
[Verse 2]
D C
"She's waiting at home like a patient saint
G
Her fond face pale with woe.
D C
Her heart will be broken when I am gone
G
I'll see her soon, I know"
D G
Just then the order came to charge
D
For an instant hand touched hand
C
They said "Aye" and away they rode
G
That brave and devoted band.
[Instrumental]
D C G D C G D G D G C G C G
[Verse 3]
D C
Straight was the track to the top of the hill
G
The rebels they shot and shelled.
D C
Plowed furrows of death through the toilling ranks
G
And guarded them as they fell
D G
There soon came a horrible dying yell
D
From heights that they could not gain
C
And those that doom and death had spared
G
Rode slowly back again.
[Instrumental]
D C G
[Verse 4]
D C
But among the dead that were left on the hill
G
Was the boy with the curly hair
D C
The tall dark man that rode by his side
G C G
Lay dead beside him there
D G
There's no one to write to the blue-eyed girl
D
The words that her lover had said
D C
Momma, you know, awaits the news
G
And she'll only know he's dead.
[Instrumental]
D G C G D G C G D G C G C G
D C G C G D G C G
[Verse 1]
D C
He was just a blue-eyed Boston boy
G
His voice was low with pain.
D C
"I'll do your bidding comrade mine,
G
If I ride back again.
D G
But if you ride back and I am left
D
You'll do as much for me.
C
Mother you know, must hear the news
D C G
So write to her tenderly."
[Instrumental]
D G C G
[Verse 2]
D C
"She's waiting at home like a patient saint
G
Her fond face pale with woe.
D C
Her heart will be broken when I am gone
G
I'll see her soon, I know"
D G
Just then the order came to charge
D
For an instant hand touched hand
C
They said "Aye" and away they rode
G
That brave and devoted band.
[Instrumental]
D C G D C G D G D G C G C G
[Verse 3]
D C
Straight was the track to the top of the hill
G
The rebels they shot and shelled.
D C
Plowed furrows of death through the toilling ranks
G
And guarded them as they fell
D G
There soon came a horrible dying yell
D
From heights that they could not gain
C
And those that doom and death had spared
G
Rode slowly back again.
[Instrumental]
D C G
[Verse 4]
D C
But among the dead that were left on the hill
G
Was the boy with the curly hair
D C
The tall dark man that rode by his side
G C G
Lay dead beside him there
D G
There's no one to write to the blue-eyed girl
D
The words that her lover had said
D C
Momma, you know, awaits the news
G
And she'll only know he's dead.
[Instrumental]
D G C G D G C G D G C G C G
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