Biografia:
Barton Lee Hazlewood (1929 - 2007) foi um intérprete , compositor e produtor americano. È famoso pela composição do hit “These Boots are made for walkin”, cantado por Nancy Sinatra. Hazlewood ganhou status cult no rock underground americano por combinar country, folk e rock psicodélico durante a década de 60. Possui uma distinta voz e além de compor para Nancy Sinatra, possui vários discos gravados em parceria
com a mesma. Praticamente se aposentou do ramo musical durante as décadas de 70 e 80.
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Outras músicas:
- A House Safe For Tigers
- A Taste Of You
- After Six
- Alone
- And I Loved You Then
- Back On The Street Again
- Baghdad Knights
- Beginning To Feel Like Home
- By The Way I Still Love You
- Califia Stone Rider
- Chico
- Child
- City That Never Sleeps
- Come On Home To Me
- Come On Sunshine
- Come Spend The Morning
- Congratulations
- Dark In My Heart
- Dirtnap Stories
- Dolly And Hawkeye
- Dolly Partons Guitar
- Down From Dover
- Feathers
- Five More Miles To Folsom
- For One Moment
- Four Kinds Of Lonely
- Fridays Child
- Friendship Train
- Guitar On My Mind
- Gypsies And Indians
- Hands
- Heaven Is My Womans Love
- Hey Me Im Riding
- Holdin On Too Long
- Home Im Home
- Hutchinson Jail
- I Am A Part
- I Am You Are
- I Cant Help The Way I Feel
- I Move Around
- Id Rather Be Your Enemy
- If Its Monday Morning
- Ill Live Yesterdays
- Im Blue
- Im Glad I Never
- Im Gonna Fly
- Is Making A Little Love Out Of The Question
- Its A Nice World To Visit But Not To Live
- Its Nothing To Me
- Kari
- La Lady
- Lars Gunnar And Me
- Lets Burn Down The Cornfield
- Little Miss Sunshine Little Miss Rain
- Little War
- Long Black Train
- Love And Other Crimes
- Mansion Of Tears
- Mary
- Me And Charlie
- Me And The Wine And The City Lights
- Morning Dew
- Muddy Muddy River
- Must Have Been Something I Loved
- My Autumns Done Come
- My Finland
- Nancy And Me
- Our Little Boy Blue
- Paris Bells
- Peppermint Morning
- Poet Fool Or Bum
- Poor Man
- Rainbow Woman
- Rider On A White Horse
- Rising Star
- Run Boy Run
- Sacrifice
- Sam
- Sand
- Sand Hill Anna And The Russian Mouse
- Save A Place For Me
- Shades
- She Comes Running
- Since Youre Gone
- Six Feet Of Chain
- Sleep In The Grass
- Son Of A Gun
- Stone Lost Child
- Strangers Lovers Friends
- Suddenly Tennessee
- Ten Or Eleven Towns Ago
- The Bed
- The Fool
- The Girls In Paris
- The House Song
- The Old Man And His Guitar
- The Performer
- Them Girls
- Victims Of The Night
- Want Me
- We All Make The Flowers Grow
- When A Fool Loves A Fool
- Wind Sky Sea Sand
- Wont You Tell Your Dreams
- Words Mean Nothing
- You Turn My Head Around
- Your Sweet Love
- Your Thunder And Your Lightning
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!
Down From Dover
D C G D
I know this dress I'm wearing doesn't hide the secret I have tried concealing
C G D
When he left he promised me that he'd be back by the time it was revealing
C D
The sun behind a cloud just casts the crawling shadow O'er the fields of clover
C G D
And time is running out for me I wish that he would hurry down from Dover
I’ve been gone so long when I left the snow was deep upon the ground
And she has seen the spring and summer come and now the leaves are turning brown
Ant any time a tiny face will show itself, the waiting's almost over
But she won't have any name to give it if I don't hurry down from Dover
My folks weren't understanding when they found out sent me from the home place
My daddy said if folks found out he'd be ashamed to ever show his face
My momma said I was a fool, she did not believe it when I told her
That everything would be alright for soon he would be coming down from Dover
D# C# G# D#
She loved me more than anything, she could not refuse me when I needed me
C# G# D#
She was the only one I'd loved and she did not believe that I was using her
C# D#
He couldn't leave me here like this, I know it can't be so it can't be over
C# G# D#
I wouldn't make me go through this alone, I will be coming down from Dover
My body aches, the time is here, it's lonely in this place where I'm lyin'
Our baby has been born but something's wrong, It's much too still hear no cryin'
I guess in some strange way she knew she'd never have father's arms to hold her
And dying was her way of telling me he wasn't coming down from Dover
by: José Duarte
[email protected]
D C G D
I know this dress I'm wearing doesn't hide the secret I have tried concealing
C G D
When he left he promised me that he'd be back by the time it was revealing
C D
The sun behind a cloud just casts the crawling shadow O'er the fields of clover
C G D
And time is running out for me I wish that he would hurry down from Dover
I’ve been gone so long when I left the snow was deep upon the ground
And she has seen the spring and summer come and now the leaves are turning brown
Ant any time a tiny face will show itself, the waiting's almost over
But she won't have any name to give it if I don't hurry down from Dover
My folks weren't understanding when they found out sent me from the home place
My daddy said if folks found out he'd be ashamed to ever show his face
My momma said I was a fool, she did not believe it when I told her
That everything would be alright for soon he would be coming down from Dover
D# C# G# D#
She loved me more than anything, she could not refuse me when I needed me
C# G# D#
She was the only one I'd loved and she did not believe that I was using her
C# D#
He couldn't leave me here like this, I know it can't be so it can't be over
C# G# D#
I wouldn't make me go through this alone, I will be coming down from Dover
My body aches, the time is here, it's lonely in this place where I'm lyin'
Our baby has been born but something's wrong, It's much too still hear no cryin'
I guess in some strange way she knew she'd never have father's arms to hold her
And dying was her way of telling me he wasn't coming down from Dover
by: José Duarte
[email protected]
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