Biografía:
Burl Ives (14 de junio de 1909 – 14 de abril de 1995) fue un actor, compositor y cantante estadounidense.
Su nombre completo era Burl Icle Ivanhoe Ives, y nació cerca de Hunt City, Illinois. Sus padres eran Levi "Frank" Ives (1880–1947) y Cordelia "Dellie" White (1882–1954), y tuvo seis hermanos: Audry, Artie, Clarence, Argola, Lillburn, y Norma. Siendo niño, su tío le oyó cantar mientras se encontraba en el jardín con su madre. Le gustó tanto que le invitó a cantar en una reunión de veteranos en Hunt City
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Otras canciones:
- Lavender's Blue
- On The Front Porch With You
- A Little Bitty Tear
- Aunt Rhody
- Ballad Of Davy Crockett
- Big Rock Candy Mountain
- By The Light Of The Silvery Moon
- Call Me Mr In Between
- Christmas Is A Birthday
- Cowboys Lament
- Curry Road
- Frankie And Johnny
- Froggie Went A
- Funny Way Of Laughing
- Holly Jolly Christmas
- I Know An Old Lady Who Swallowed A Fly
- Ill Be Your Baby Tonight
- Jimmy Crack Corn
- Jingle Jingle Jingle
- Marianne
- Mary Ann Regrets
- Mister In
- My Funny Way Of Laughing
- Pearly Shells
- Peter Gray Blow Ye Winds
- Rudolph The Red
- Same Old Hurt
- Shanghied
- The Doughnut Song
- The Owl And The Pussycat
- The Ugly Bug Ball
¡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!
Big Rock Candy Mountian – Burl Ives
CAPO 1 (or Not)
[Verse]
C G C
One evening as the sun went down and the jungle fires were burning
C G C
Down the track came a hobo hiking and he said, "Boys I'm not turning" I'm
F C F C F C G
headed for a land that's far away besides the crystal fountain So
C G C
come with me we'll go and see the Big Rock Candy Mountain
C F C
In the Big Rock Candy Mountain There's a land that's fair and bright the
F C F G
handouts grow on bushes and you sleep out every night Where the
C F C
boxcars all are empty and the sun shines every day On the
F C F C F C
birds and the bees the cigarette trees the lemonade springs where the
F C G C
bluebird sings in The Big Rock Candy Mountain
C F C
In The Big Rock Candy Mountain all the cops have wooden legs and the
F C F G
bulldogs all have rubber teeth and the hens lay soft boiled eggs The
C F C
farmer's trees are full of fruit and the barns are full of hay Oh I'm
F C F C F C
bound to go where there ain't no snow where there ain't no fall and the
F C G C
winds don't blow in The Big Rock Candy Mountain
C F C
In The Big Rock Candy Mountain you never change your socks and the
F C F G
little streams of alcohol come a tricklin' down the rocks The
C F C
brakemen have to tip their hats and the railroad bulls are blind There's a
F C F C F C
lake of stew and of wiskey too you can paddle all around them in a
F C G C
big canoe in The Big Rock Candy Mountain
C F C
In The Big Rock Candy Mountain the jails are made of tin and
F C F G
you can walk right out again as soon as you are in There
C F C
ain't no short handle shovels no axes saws or picks I'm
F C F C
gonna stay where you sleep all day where they
F C F C
hung the jerk that invented work in The
G C C F C F
Big Rock Candy Mountain .....
C F C F C G C
I'll see you all this commin fall in the Big Rock Candy Mountain
CAPO 1 (or Not)
[Verse]
C G C
One evening as the sun went down and the jungle fires were burning
C G C
Down the track came a hobo hiking and he said, "Boys I'm not turning" I'm
F C F C F C G
headed for a land that's far away besides the crystal fountain So
C G C
come with me we'll go and see the Big Rock Candy Mountain
C F C
In the Big Rock Candy Mountain There's a land that's fair and bright the
F C F G
handouts grow on bushes and you sleep out every night Where the
C F C
boxcars all are empty and the sun shines every day On the
F C F C F C
birds and the bees the cigarette trees the lemonade springs where the
F C G C
bluebird sings in The Big Rock Candy Mountain
C F C
In The Big Rock Candy Mountain all the cops have wooden legs and the
F C F G
bulldogs all have rubber teeth and the hens lay soft boiled eggs The
C F C
farmer's trees are full of fruit and the barns are full of hay Oh I'm
F C F C F C
bound to go where there ain't no snow where there ain't no fall and the
F C G C
winds don't blow in The Big Rock Candy Mountain
C F C
In The Big Rock Candy Mountain you never change your socks and the
F C F G
little streams of alcohol come a tricklin' down the rocks The
C F C
brakemen have to tip their hats and the railroad bulls are blind There's a
F C F C F C
lake of stew and of wiskey too you can paddle all around them in a
F C G C
big canoe in The Big Rock Candy Mountain
C F C
In The Big Rock Candy Mountain the jails are made of tin and
F C F G
you can walk right out again as soon as you are in There
C F C
ain't no short handle shovels no axes saws or picks I'm
F C F C
gonna stay where you sleep all day where they
F C F C
hung the jerk that invented work in The
G C C F C F
Big Rock Candy Mountain .....
C F C F C G C
I'll see you all this commin fall in the Big Rock Candy Mountain
Busker Busker
Busted
Butch Walker
Butterfly Bouche (...)
Butthole Surfers
C.n. Blue
C.tangana
C.w. Stoneking
C21
C418