James Joseph "Jim" Croce nació el 10 de enero de 1943 en South Philadelphia. Fue cantante y compositor de folk rock. Grabó para Capitol y ABC Records entre 1960 y 1973, año en que falleció en un accidente aéreo, el día 20 de septiembre.
A principios de los '60, asiste a la universidad de Villanova, Pennsylvania. En aquel lugar se hace miembro de los Villanova Singers, además de participar como DJ de la radio de la universidad (WXVU). Allí también conoce a Ingrid Jacobson
¡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!
This is the right tab, my first tab!!! It sounds good, this is a beautiful forgotten song of the marvellous Jim Croce, from the lost LP "Facets". With the voice of the wife Ingrid Croce. It is perfect for a duet.
GDGC The railroads and the riverboats that bred the mighty man GDCD That we read about and we dream about, the men who built this land GDGC And the farmers and the lumbermen and the men who worked the mills GDCD And the poor hard working miners who died inside the hills
GC While the rivers that flow are the blood of our land DG And the trucks they keep rumbling on the great concrete band GC And the railroads keep pushing to be all they once were DG And nature is calling, no one's listening to her
GDGC And the immigrants by the boat load in a dozen different tones GDCD Sang of freedom in the new land, climbed the ladder rung by rung GDGC Some to Boston, some to Pittsburgh, Philadelphia and St. Paul GDCD And the old ways led to new days, they were welcome one and all
GC While the rivers that flow are the blood of our land DG And the trucks they keep rumbling on the great concrete band GC And the railroads keep pushing to be all they once were DG And nature is calling, no one's listening to her
GDGC With the railroads and the riverboats and the bread lines far behind GDCD And the days we sang together, long gone but still in mind GDGC And the men who came before us, men who brought us to today GDCD And the story still unravels from the dreams of yesterday
GC While the rivers that flow are the blood of our land DG And the trucks they keep rumbling on the great concrete band GC And the railroads keep pushing to be all they once were DG And nature is calling, no one's listening to her DG And nature is calling, no one's listening to her