Biografía:
James Keelaghan is a Juno award-winning Canadian folk singer-songwriter born in Calgary, Alberta, now based in Winnipeg, Manitoba. Many of his songs, such as "Kiri's Piano", about the interment of Japanese Canadians, "October 70", about the FLQ crisis, are inspired by events and figures in Canadian history. Known for his lilting baritone voice, his driving rhythm guitar, and a keen sense of scene and narrative, Keelaghan’s music bridges traditional folk music with Canadiana.
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Otras canciones:
- Boom Gone Bust
- Cold Missouri Waters
- Country Faire
- Dance As You Go
- Fires Of Calais
- Get To You
- Gladys Ridge
- Glory Bound
- Harvest Train
- Henrys Downfall
- Hillcrest Mine
- Hold Your Ground
- Hope Princeton Road
- House Of Cards
- I Would I Were
- Jack Haggerty
- Kiris Piano
- Lazarus
- Leave Town
- Lost
- Mcconnvilles
- Mirabeau Bridge
- Misty Mountain
- My Blood
- My Old Man
- My Skies
- Never Gonna Stop This Train
- Next To You
- Nothing
- Number 37
- Orion
- Rebeccas Lament
- Red River Rising
- Red
- Refugee
- Ring
- Safe Home
- Sea For The Shore
- Sinatra And I
- Since You Asked
- Sing My Heart Home
- Small Rebellion
- Snap The Line Tight
- Somewhere Ahead
- Stonecutter
- Sweet Lorraine
- Sweet Thames Flow Softly
- Sweetgrass Moon
- The Boston Burglar
- The Flower Of Magherally
- The Kiss Saskatoon
- The Ones Who Made Home
- Tomorrow Is Another Day
- Turn Of The Wheel
- Whats For You
- Who Dies
- You Know Me
- Your Secret
¡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!
James Keelaghan - My Old Man
CAPO: 2nd Fret
INTRO: C F G C
G C
My old man was a good old man
G
Skilled in the moulding trade
F C
In the stinking heat of the iron foundry
F G
My old man was made
F G C
Down on his knees in the moulding sand
F G
He wore his trade like a company brand
F C
He was one of the Cyclops' smoky band
F G C F G C
Yes, that was my old man
G C
My old man wasn't really old
G
It's just that I was young
F C
And anyone o'er twelve years old
F G
Was halfway to the tomb
F G C
He was loyal to his workmates all his life
F G
Gave over his pay-pack to his wife
F C
He'd have a few jars on a Saturday night
F G C F G C
Yes, that was my old man
G C
My old man was a union man
G
Worked hard all his days
C F
He understood the system
G
And was wise to the boss' ways
F G C
He said, "If you want what's yours by right
F G
You'll have to struggle with all your might
F C
They'll rob you blind if you don't fight them"
F G C F G C
That was my old man
G C
My old man was a proud old man
G
At home on the foundry floor
F C
Until the day they laid him off
F G
And showed him out the door
F G C
They gave him his card, said, "Times are slack,
F G
We found a machine that has the knack
F C
Of doing your job, so don't come back"
F G C
The end of my old man
G C
My old man was fifty-one
G
What was he to do?
F C
A moulding craftsman on the dole
F G
In nineteen fifty-two
F G C
He felt he'd given all he could give
F G
So he did what thousands of others did
F C
He abandoned hope and the will to live
F G C F G C
They killed him, my old man
G C
My old man he is dead and gone
G
And I am your old man
F C
And my advice to you, my child
F G
Is to fight back while you can
F G C
Beware the man with the silicon chip
F G
Hold on to your job with a good firm grip
F C
'Cause if you don't, you've cashed your chips
F G C
The same as my old man
F C
'Cause if you don't, you've cashed your chips
F G C F G C
The same as my old man
CAPO: 2nd Fret
INTRO: C F G C
G C
My old man was a good old man
G
Skilled in the moulding trade
F C
In the stinking heat of the iron foundry
F G
My old man was made
F G C
Down on his knees in the moulding sand
F G
He wore his trade like a company brand
F C
He was one of the Cyclops' smoky band
F G C F G C
Yes, that was my old man
G C
My old man wasn't really old
G
It's just that I was young
F C
And anyone o'er twelve years old
F G
Was halfway to the tomb
F G C
He was loyal to his workmates all his life
F G
Gave over his pay-pack to his wife
F C
He'd have a few jars on a Saturday night
F G C F G C
Yes, that was my old man
G C
My old man was a union man
G
Worked hard all his days
C F
He understood the system
G
And was wise to the boss' ways
F G C
He said, "If you want what's yours by right
F G
You'll have to struggle with all your might
F C
They'll rob you blind if you don't fight them"
F G C F G C
That was my old man
G C
My old man was a proud old man
G
At home on the foundry floor
F C
Until the day they laid him off
F G
And showed him out the door
F G C
They gave him his card, said, "Times are slack,
F G
We found a machine that has the knack
F C
Of doing your job, so don't come back"
F G C
The end of my old man
G C
My old man was fifty-one
G
What was he to do?
F C
A moulding craftsman on the dole
F G
In nineteen fifty-two
F G C
He felt he'd given all he could give
F G
So he did what thousands of others did
F C
He abandoned hope and the will to live
F G C F G C
They killed him, my old man
G C
My old man he is dead and gone
G
And I am your old man
F C
And my advice to you, my child
F G
Is to fight back while you can
F G C
Beware the man with the silicon chip
F G
Hold on to your job with a good firm grip
F C
'Cause if you don't, you've cashed your chips
F G C
The same as my old man
F C
'Cause if you don't, you've cashed your chips
F G C F G C
The same as my old man
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