Biografía:
Gordon Bok stands out among the various artists that can be lumped into the "Traditional Folk" category. Born in Pennsylvania, he moved to Camden, Maine and it was there in coastal Maine that Bok was influenced by sea-faring culture and its music. He released his first album in 1965 and in 1970 signed to Folk-Legacy records, where he released a number of solo albums, as well as many collaborations with Ann Mayo Muir and Ed Trickett. In 1990 he began releasing music on his own label, Timberhead Music.
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Otras canciones:
- A Little Road And A Stone To Roll
- A Most Unpleasant Way Sir
- A Song For Angela
- A Tune For November
- All My Sailors
- Along The Famine Road
- An Diran Than Soulder
- Another Bay
- Apples In The Basket
- Astoria Bar
- Banks Of The Reedy Lagoon
- Bare
- Bay Of Fundy
- Belamena
- Bheir Me O
- Blackbird
- Boat Of Silver
- Bold Reynolds
- Broken Down Squatter
- Candlelight Fisherman
- Cannery Shed
- Canso Strait
- Cape Ann
- Changing Times
- Clear Away In The Morning
- Come By The Hills
- Connemara Cradle Song
- Coshieville
- Crossing The Water
- Dillon Bay
- Do Something
- Dublin City
- Duna
- Duncan And Brady
- Easy And Slow
- Faraway Tom
- Farewell To Nova Scotia
- Fiddler Of Dooney
- Frankie On The Sheepscot
- Freedom On The Wallaby
- Get Her Into Shore
- Going On
- Handsome Cabin Boy
- Hang On John
- Harp Song Of The Dane Women
- Herring Croon
- Hie Awa
- High Barbary
- Johnny Stewart Drover
- Shearers Lament
- Song For The Mira
- Song Of The Wheelhouse Door
- Southern Cross
- Spell To Bring Lost Creatures Home
- Stone On Stone
- Stormy Weather
- Sufferin
- Swell Me Net Full
- The Angelus
- The Arbutus
- The Beaches Of Lukannon
- The Bird Rock
- The Boats Of Peters River
- The Brandy Tree
- The Bressay Lullaby
- The Kind Land
- The Last Battle
- The Liza Jane
- The Maiden Hind
- The Maiden In Birds Plumage
- The Net
- The Old Bard Song
- The Old Figurehead Carver
- The Parting Glass
- The Sands Of Dee
- The Shepherds Call
- The Stable Lad
- The Swag And The Shiner
- The Texas Song
- The Wreck Of The Green Cove
- These Dry Stone Walls
- This Old Mandolin
- Threeboot Philbricks Lament
- Tie Her Up
- Travelling People
- Trochus Boats
- Turn Ye To Me
- Turning Toward The Morning
- Waiting For The Rain
- Weary Of The Darning
- Weevily Wheat Wheat In The Ear
- Western Boat
- Where Am I To Go
- Wiscasset Schooners
¡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]
C
[Verse]
Dm G C
We finished shearing sheep, out west of the Paroo
Dm G C
And now it's rained three inches, we don't know what to do
G C G C
A week ago the sand was loose, the dust blew every day
Dm Dm7 G C
And now the mud is two feet deep and we can't get away
[Verse]
Dm G C
I've just been talking to the boss, you all know Hector Cope
Dm G C
He says the Bull is two miles wide, to cross it there's no hope
G C G C
You hear a lot of people swear about the dough we make
Dm Dm7 G C
But they forget the price of beer and all the combs we break
[Verse]
Dm G C
It might have been a good job once, those old hands had their breaks
Dm G C
They pushed a cart from shed to shed and lived on johnnycakes
G C G C
They had more time to do the job and they worked nine hours a day
Dm Dm7 G C
And after paying for their grub, one pound-a-hundred made
[Verse]
Dm G C
Now why I took this job on, I just can't understand
Dm G C
If the bloody sheep ain't waterlogged, the cows are full of sand
G C G C
A man is doubled up all day, half-blinded by his sweat
Dm Dm7 G C
And when the darkness comes around, cooped up in a mozzie net
[Verse]
Dm G C
I think I'll give this job away, I'm tired of being greasy
Dm G C
I've heard about a fencing job, they tell me it's dead easy
C
[Verse]
Dm G C
We finished shearing sheep, out west of the Paroo
Dm G C
And now it's rained three inches, we don't know what to do
G C G C
A week ago the sand was loose, the dust blew every day
Dm Dm7 G C
And now the mud is two feet deep and we can't get away
[Verse]
Dm G C
I've just been talking to the boss, you all know Hector Cope
Dm G C
He says the Bull is two miles wide, to cross it there's no hope
G C G C
You hear a lot of people swear about the dough we make
Dm Dm7 G C
But they forget the price of beer and all the combs we break
[Verse]
Dm G C
It might have been a good job once, those old hands had their breaks
Dm G C
They pushed a cart from shed to shed and lived on johnnycakes
G C G C
They had more time to do the job and they worked nine hours a day
Dm Dm7 G C
And after paying for their grub, one pound-a-hundred made
[Verse]
Dm G C
Now why I took this job on, I just can't understand
Dm G C
If the bloody sheep ain't waterlogged, the cows are full of sand
G C G C
A man is doubled up all day, half-blinded by his sweat
Dm Dm7 G C
And when the darkness comes around, cooped up in a mozzie net
[Verse]
Dm G C
I think I'll give this job away, I'm tired of being greasy
Dm G C
I've heard about a fencing job, they tell me it's dead easy
Gorgon City
Gori & Nekro
Goribor
Gorilla Biscuits
Gorilla Zoe
Got
Gotan Project
Goth Babe
Gotham Road
Gottlieb Wendeha (...)