Biografia:
Clarence Eugene Snow ( 9 de Mayo de 1914 - 20 de Diciembre 1999). Mejor conocido como Hank Snow.
Nacido en Brooklyn, Queens County, Nova Scotia, Canadá.
Grabó mas de 80 albums, y mas de 2,000 canciones instrumentales.
Sus éxitos fueron "I'm Moving On," "Rhumba Boogie," "Bluebird Island," "Golden Rocket," "Hello Love", entre otros.
Tiene una fundación de abuso a niños a su nombre.
Fue elegido en el Country Music Hall of Fame en 1979.
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Outras músicas:
- A Faded Rose A Broken Heart
- I'm Movin' On
- A Daisy A Day
- A Little Box Of Pine On The 729
- A Message From The Trade Winds
- A Pair Of Broken Hearts
- As Long As Im Dreaming
- Beggar To A King
- Between Fire And Water
- Big Wheels
- Blind Boys Dog
- Blossoms In The Springtime
- Blue Dreams
- Blue Rose Of The Rio
- Bluebird Island
- Bluer Than Blue
- Born To Be Happy
- Brand On My Heart
- Broken Dreams
- Bury Me Deep
- C
- Canadian Pacific
- Casey Jones Was His Name
- Chattanooga Choo Choo
- Galveston Rose
- Golden Rocket
- How She Could Yodel
- I Dont Hurt Anymore
- I Traded My Saddle For A Rifle
- Im Glad Im On The Inside Looking Out
- Im Movin On
- Its You Only You That I Love
- Linda Lou
- Millers Cave
- Music Makin Mama From Memp
- My Adobe Hacienda
- My Mother
- Ninety Nine Year Blues
- Nobodys Child
- Now And Then
- Rose Of Old Monterey
- Southern Cannonball
- Squid Jiggin Ground
- Stolen Moments
- The Broken Wedding Ring
- The Engineers Child
- The Gal Who Invented Kissing
- The Gold Rush Is Over
- The Rhumba Boogie
- Unfaithful
- We Met In The Hills Of Old Wyoming
- Within This Broken Heart Of Mine
- Yellow Roses
- You Pass Me By
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!
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Date: 1/4/97; 10:31:31 PM
From: [email protected] (Gene L. Graham)
Subject: GOLDEN ROCKET
GOLDEN ROCKET
Hank Snow
[E] From old Montana down to Alabam'
I've [A] been before and I'll travel again
You [E] triflin' women can't keep a good man [B7] down
You [E] dealt the cards, but you missed the play
So [A] hit the road and be on your way
Gonna [E] board the Golden [B7] Rocket and leave this [E] town.
I was a good engine a-runnin' on time
But baby I'm switchin' to another line
So honey never hang your signal out for me
I'm tired of runnin' on the same old track
Bought a one-way ticket and I won't be back
This Golden Rocket's gonna roll my blues away.
Hear that lonesome whistle blow
That's your cue and by now you know
That I got another true lover waitin' in Tennessee
This Midnight Special's a-burnin' the rail
So woman don't try to follow my trail
This Golden Rocket's gonna roll my blues away.
Hear her thunder on through the night
This Golden Rocket is a-doin' me right
And that sunny old Southland sure is a part of me
Now from your call-board erase my name
Your fire went out, you done lost your flame
And this Golden Rocket is a-rollin' my blues away.
That old conductor, he seemed to know
You'd done me wrong, I was feelin' low
For he yelled aloud, "We're over that Dixon Line"
The brakeman started singing a song
Said "You're worried now, but it won't be long
This Golden Rocket is leavin' your blues behind."
Then the porter yelled with his southern drawl
Let's "rise and shine, good mornin', you-all"
And I sprang to my feet to greet the new-born day
When I kissed my baby in the station door
That whistle blew like it never before
On the Golden Rocket that rolled my blues away.
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Date: 1/4/97; 10:31:31 PM
From: [email protected] (Gene L. Graham)
Subject: GOLDEN ROCKET
GOLDEN ROCKET
Hank Snow
[E] From old Montana down to Alabam'
I've [A] been before and I'll travel again
You [E] triflin' women can't keep a good man [B7] down
You [E] dealt the cards, but you missed the play
So [A] hit the road and be on your way
Gonna [E] board the Golden [B7] Rocket and leave this [E] town.
I was a good engine a-runnin' on time
But baby I'm switchin' to another line
So honey never hang your signal out for me
I'm tired of runnin' on the same old track
Bought a one-way ticket and I won't be back
This Golden Rocket's gonna roll my blues away.
Hear that lonesome whistle blow
That's your cue and by now you know
That I got another true lover waitin' in Tennessee
This Midnight Special's a-burnin' the rail
So woman don't try to follow my trail
This Golden Rocket's gonna roll my blues away.
Hear her thunder on through the night
This Golden Rocket is a-doin' me right
And that sunny old Southland sure is a part of me
Now from your call-board erase my name
Your fire went out, you done lost your flame
And this Golden Rocket is a-rollin' my blues away.
That old conductor, he seemed to know
You'd done me wrong, I was feelin' low
For he yelled aloud, "We're over that Dixon Line"
The brakeman started singing a song
Said "You're worried now, but it won't be long
This Golden Rocket is leavin' your blues behind."
Then the porter yelled with his southern drawl
Let's "rise and shine, good mornin', you-all"
And I sprang to my feet to greet the new-born day
When I kissed my baby in the station door
That whistle blew like it never before
On the Golden Rocket that rolled my blues away.
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