Biografía:
Joan Chandos Báez (Staten Island, Nueva York, 9 de enero de 1941), Joan Baez, cantante estadounidense de música folk, conocida como "La reina de la canción protesta". Caracterizada por una voz potente, aguda, próxima a la de una soprano, y con un vibrato controlado para potenciar la dramatización de las letras de las canciones, Joan Baez es la máxima figura de la canción protesta surgida en los años sesenta, al calor de la Guerra de Vietnam. Su repertorio, no obstante, abarca también lo puramente tradicional, el country y el pop-rock.
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Otras canciones:
- Diamonds And Rust
- Donna Donna
- Forever Young
- Here's To You
- Kumbaya
- Love Is Just A Four Letter Word
- The House Carpenter
- The House Carpenter (the Daemon Lover)
- The Sweet Sunny South
- We Shall Overcome
- A Swallow Song
- A Tous Les Enfants
- All My Trials
- Ate Manha
- Babe Im Gonna Leave You
- Banks Of Ohio
- Banks Of The Ohio
- Barbra Allen
- Be Of Good Heart
- Birmingham Sunday
- Black Is The Color
- Blessed Are
- Blowin In The Wind
- Careless Love
- Catch The Wind
- Cera Un Ragazzo
- Come All Ye Fair And Tender Maidens
- Copper Kettle
- Drug Store Truck Drivin Man
- East Virginia
- Esquinazo Del Guerrillero
- Fare Thee Well 10000 Miles
- Farewell Angelina
- Free At Last
- Geordie
- Ghetto
- Girl Of Constant Sorrow
- Go Way From My Window
- God Is God
- Hallowed Be Thy Name
- Hello In There
- Henry Martin
- Heres To You
- House Of The Rising Sun
- I Shall Be Released
- In My Time Of Need
- In The Quiet Morning
- Jesse
- Joe Hill
- John Riley
- Kitty
- La Llorona
- Lady Di And I
- Lady Gay
- Lady Mary
- Last Leaf
- Lily Of The West
- Lily Rosemary And The Jack Of Hearts
- Llego Con Tres Heridas
- Long Bed From Kenya
- Long Black Veil
- Love Song To A Stranger
- Mary Hamilton
- Matty Groves
- No One Is An Island
- Nu Bello Cardillo
- Oh Brother
- Once I Knew A Pretty Girl
- Outside The Nashville City Limits
- Pal Of Mine
- Percys Song
- Plaisir Damour
- Prison Trilogy Billy Rose
- Railroad Bill
- Railroad Boy
- Rake And Rambling Boy
- Rejoice In The Sun
- Sad Eyed Lady Of The Lowlands
- Silent Running
- Silkie
- Silver Dagger
- Somebody Got Lost In A Storm
- Song At The End Of The Movie
- Song Of Bangladesh
- Stewball
- Sweet Sir Galahad
- The Altar Boy And The Thief
- The Dream Song
- The Night They Drove
- The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down
- The Things That We Are Made Of
- The Unquiet Grave
- Troubled And I Dont Know Why
- Virgin Mary Had One Son
- What Have They Done To The Rain
- When You Hear Them Cuckoos Hollerin
- Where Have All The Flowers Gone
- Whistle Down The Wind
- Wild Mountain Thyme
- Wildwood Flower
- With God On Our Side
¡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 an old folk tune Joan and Bob played it a lot at there shows.
C F C
Bad news, bad news come to me where I sleep,
G G6 G7 G G6 G7
Turn, turn, turn again.
C F
Sayin' one of your friends is in trouble deep,
Dm F G G6 G7 G G6 G7
Turn, turn to the rain and the wind.
Tell me the trouble, Tell once to my ear.
Joliet prison and ninety-nine years.
Oh what's the charge of how this came to be?
Manslaughter in the highest of degree.
I sat down and wrote the best words I could write,
Explaining to the judge I'd be there on Wednesday night.
Without a reply, I left by the moon,
And was in his chambers by the next afternoon.
"Could ya tell me the facts?" I said without fear,
"That a friend of mine would get ninety-nine years."
A crash on the highway flew the car to a field.
There was four persons killed and he was at the wheel.
But I knew him as good as I'm knowin' myself,
And he wouldn't harm a life that belonged to someone else.
The judge spoke out of the side of his mouth,
Sayin', "The witness who saw, he left little doubt,"
That may be true, he's got a sentence to serve,
But ninety-nine years, he just don't deserve.
Too late, too late, for his case it is sealed.
His sentence is passed and it cannot be repealed.
But he ain't no criminal and his crime it is none.
What happened to him could happen to anyone.
And at that the judge jerked forward and his face it did freeze,
Sayin', "Could you kindly leave my office now, please,"
Well his eyes looked funny and I stood up so slow,
With no other choice except for to go.
I walked down the hallway and I heard his door slam,
I walked down the courthouse stairs and I did not understand.
And I played my guitar through the night to the day,
Turn, turn, turn again.
And the only tune my guitar could play
Was, "Oh the Cruel Rain And the Wind
C F C
Bad news, bad news come to me where I sleep,
G G6 G7 G G6 G7
Turn, turn, turn again.
C F
Sayin' one of your friends is in trouble deep,
Dm F G G6 G7 G G6 G7
Turn, turn to the rain and the wind.
Tell me the trouble, Tell once to my ear.
Joliet prison and ninety-nine years.
Oh what's the charge of how this came to be?
Manslaughter in the highest of degree.
I sat down and wrote the best words I could write,
Explaining to the judge I'd be there on Wednesday night.
Without a reply, I left by the moon,
And was in his chambers by the next afternoon.
"Could ya tell me the facts?" I said without fear,
"That a friend of mine would get ninety-nine years."
A crash on the highway flew the car to a field.
There was four persons killed and he was at the wheel.
But I knew him as good as I'm knowin' myself,
And he wouldn't harm a life that belonged to someone else.
The judge spoke out of the side of his mouth,
Sayin', "The witness who saw, he left little doubt,"
That may be true, he's got a sentence to serve,
But ninety-nine years, he just don't deserve.
Too late, too late, for his case it is sealed.
His sentence is passed and it cannot be repealed.
But he ain't no criminal and his crime it is none.
What happened to him could happen to anyone.
And at that the judge jerked forward and his face it did freeze,
Sayin', "Could you kindly leave my office now, please,"
Well his eyes looked funny and I stood up so slow,
With no other choice except for to go.
I walked down the hallway and I heard his door slam,
I walked down the courthouse stairs and I did not understand.
And I played my guitar through the night to the day,
Turn, turn, turn again.
And the only tune my guitar could play
Was, "Oh the Cruel Rain And the Wind
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