Biografia:
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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Outras músicas:
- 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
Quatro anos de trabalho duro!Neste mês de maio fizemos quatro anos no ar. Continuamos trabalhando na divulgação deste maravilhoso instrumento, obrigado por participar da nossa história!
[Intro]
Dm
[Verse]
Dm
Winter's ice clings to cliff
F C
To beach and empty shell
Dm
The grey wind moans on the bones of the summer
F C
And takes a slap at the bell
Dm
And all the boats are upside down
C
Hull down on the shore
Dm
Parson G, Clarissa Lee
C
That used-up, short-rigged whore
Bb
The Lindy Lou with her sides stove through
F C
And her keel all rotten and tore
C
And it's many a night when the wind's been right
Bb
And the weather's been getting poor
Bb
I try to sleep, but I can't sleep
F C Bb F C
For the banging of the wheelhouse door
[Verse]
Dm
So I lie in bed, like a kid, you know
F C
Hoping she'll go away
Dm
But no such luck, goddamn her bones
F C
So it's down to the kitchen for me
Dm
Find the old pipe and get it lit up
C
Bring down the tea from the shelf
Dm
Ida's been gone since 'Sixty-One
F C
So I've had to do for myself
Bb
And as soon as the smoke's curling over the book
F C
And the tea's getting ready to pour
Bb
Then as sure as I stand, I can hear Pete McCann
F C Bb F C
And the banging of the wheelhouse door
[Verse]
Dm
Pete and me, we were headed home
F C
With half a catch in the hold
Dm
Tryin' to raise the South Head light
F C
And, Jesus, did it blow
Dm
By the time we heard the breakers
C
We were too close in on to shore
Bb
With a prayer and a curse, we felt her lurch
F C
As the rocks dug in and tore
Bb
And I got knocked off my feet, I couldn't find Pete
F C
I don't recall much more
Bb
But Lindy Lou, cryin' and dyin'
F C
And the ocean roaring through
Bb
And the last thing I heard, the noise, not a word
F C Bb F C
The banging of the wheelhouse door
[Verse]
Dm
I woke up four days later
F C
In a hospital in St John's
Dm
In a body cast, 'cause I hurt my back
F C
And they told me Pete was gone
Dm
They never found his body
C
Though they searched ten miles of shore
Dm
And me, I'm alone and my back's gone
F C
And I can't fish no more
Bb
And Lindy Lou with her sides stove through
F C
She was dragged out on shore
Bb
And there's many a night when the wind's been right
F C
And the weather's been getting poor
Bb
I try to sleep, but I can't sleep
F C Bb F C
For the banging of the wheelhouse door
Dm
[Verse]
Dm
Winter's ice clings to cliff
F C
To beach and empty shell
Dm
The grey wind moans on the bones of the summer
F C
And takes a slap at the bell
Dm
And all the boats are upside down
C
Hull down on the shore
Dm
Parson G, Clarissa Lee
C
That used-up, short-rigged whore
Bb
The Lindy Lou with her sides stove through
F C
And her keel all rotten and tore
C
And it's many a night when the wind's been right
Bb
And the weather's been getting poor
Bb
I try to sleep, but I can't sleep
F C Bb F C
For the banging of the wheelhouse door
[Verse]
Dm
So I lie in bed, like a kid, you know
F C
Hoping she'll go away
Dm
But no such luck, goddamn her bones
F C
So it's down to the kitchen for me
Dm
Find the old pipe and get it lit up
C
Bring down the tea from the shelf
Dm
Ida's been gone since 'Sixty-One
F C
So I've had to do for myself
Bb
And as soon as the smoke's curling over the book
F C
And the tea's getting ready to pour
Bb
Then as sure as I stand, I can hear Pete McCann
F C Bb F C
And the banging of the wheelhouse door
[Verse]
Dm
Pete and me, we were headed home
F C
With half a catch in the hold
Dm
Tryin' to raise the South Head light
F C
And, Jesus, did it blow
Dm
By the time we heard the breakers
C
We were too close in on to shore
Bb
With a prayer and a curse, we felt her lurch
F C
As the rocks dug in and tore
Bb
And I got knocked off my feet, I couldn't find Pete
F C
I don't recall much more
Bb
But Lindy Lou, cryin' and dyin'
F C
And the ocean roaring through
Bb
And the last thing I heard, the noise, not a word
F C Bb F C
The banging of the wheelhouse door
[Verse]
Dm
I woke up four days later
F C
In a hospital in St John's
Dm
In a body cast, 'cause I hurt my back
F C
And they told me Pete was gone
Dm
They never found his body
C
Though they searched ten miles of shore
Dm
And me, I'm alone and my back's gone
F C
And I can't fish no more
Bb
And Lindy Lou with her sides stove through
F C
She was dragged out on shore
Bb
And there's many a night when the wind's been right
F C
And the weather's been getting poor
Bb
I try to sleep, but I can't sleep
F C Bb F C
For the banging of the wheelhouse door
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Gori & Nekro
Goribor
Gorilla Biscuits
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