Biografia:
Rosalie Sorrels (Rosalie Ann Stringfellow, Boise, Idaho, June 24, 1933 - June 11, 2017) was an American folk singer, guitarist and songwriter.
She began her public career as a singer and collector of traditional folksongs in the late 1950s. During the early 1960s she left her husband and began traveling and performing at music festivals and clubs throughout the United States. She and her five children traveled across the country as she worked to support her family and establish herself as a performer.
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Outras músicas:
- Borderline Heart
- Brigham Young
- Come And Be My Driver
- Death Of Kathy Fiscus
- Goodbye Joe Hill
- Goodnight Loving Trail
- Gospel Snake
- I Think Of You
- If I Could Be The Rain
- Ive Got A Home Out In Utah
- Nevada Moon
- Old Buddy Goodnight
- Philadelphia Lawyer
- Rock Me To Sleep
- Some Other Place Some Other Time
- Starlight On The Rails
- That Girl Played Injun With Me
- The Fox
- The Wreck Of The Old Number Nine
- Tying Knots In The Devils Tail
- Utahs Dixie
- Way Out In Idaho
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!
[Verse 1]
Am A#m
Down in the swamp in the Florida sand
Dm
Where the alligator rules the land
Em
There lived a man named Jacob Jobe
Am G
He was the toughest on the swampland globe
[Verse 2]
A
He cared for neither God nor man
D
Except his wild and wicked clan
Em
He had six boys, big and bad
Am
They followed after dear old dad
[Verse 3]
Am
Had six girls, big buxom gals
D
They danced and frolicked with their pals
Em
They danced and pranced upon the hills
Am
And, sometimes, tippled at the stills
[Verse 4]
Am
One day an awful rattlesnake
Dm
Bit the oldest boy, Big Wicked Jake
E Em
The poison through his veins then flew
Am G Am
"He's gonna die, what shall we do?
[Verse 5]
Am Dm
They sent a runner into town
For to fetch a Parson down
Em
Got an Indian, from Osceolas' clan
Am
He was the best in all the land
[Verse 6]
Am Dm
And he prayed a wondrous, curious prayer
G
Oh heed his words, both rich and rare
G
And whether to heaven it reached or not
Em A G A G Am
On earth it surely hit the spot...For he said
[Verse 7]
Am
Oh God, we thank Thee for this here snake
D
That Thou has sent to bit ole’ Jake
Em
And fetch him down from his high hoss
Am
And lead him to his Savior's cross
[Verse 8]
Am
Oh God, he never would repent
Dm
Until that desert snake was sent
Em
He would not mind his wicked ways
Am
Until You sent that gospel snake
[Verse 9]
Am
And now O God the Great I AM
Dm
Please send another'n to bite old Sam
Em
And Raffe and Rad, the worst of rakes
A Em Am
Oh, God we need more rattlesnakes!
[Verse 10]
Am
Send chicken snakes to bite them gals
Dm
And all their wicked dancing pals
Em
There's Mama Jobe, she needs one too
Am
Perhaps a cottonmouth will do
[Verse 11]
G
Then send the biggest of the grove
Dm
To bite old Daddy Jacob Jobe
Em
And hurry up for Heavens sake
Em
And save this here old sunshine state
Am
And we ask this all for the palm trees sake Amen
[Outro]
A
Send chicken snakes
Dm E
Rattlesnakes
Gospel snakes
B G A
AaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaMen
Am A#m
Down in the swamp in the Florida sand
Dm
Where the alligator rules the land
Em
There lived a man named Jacob Jobe
Am G
He was the toughest on the swampland globe
[Verse 2]
A
He cared for neither God nor man
D
Except his wild and wicked clan
Em
He had six boys, big and bad
Am
They followed after dear old dad
[Verse 3]
Am
Had six girls, big buxom gals
D
They danced and frolicked with their pals
Em
They danced and pranced upon the hills
Am
And, sometimes, tippled at the stills
[Verse 4]
Am
One day an awful rattlesnake
Dm
Bit the oldest boy, Big Wicked Jake
E Em
The poison through his veins then flew
Am G Am
"He's gonna die, what shall we do?
[Verse 5]
Am Dm
They sent a runner into town
For to fetch a Parson down
Em
Got an Indian, from Osceolas' clan
Am
He was the best in all the land
[Verse 6]
Am Dm
And he prayed a wondrous, curious prayer
G
Oh heed his words, both rich and rare
G
And whether to heaven it reached or not
Em A G A G Am
On earth it surely hit the spot...For he said
[Verse 7]
Am
Oh God, we thank Thee for this here snake
D
That Thou has sent to bit ole’ Jake
Em
And fetch him down from his high hoss
Am
And lead him to his Savior's cross
[Verse 8]
Am
Oh God, he never would repent
Dm
Until that desert snake was sent
Em
He would not mind his wicked ways
Am
Until You sent that gospel snake
[Verse 9]
Am
And now O God the Great I AM
Dm
Please send another'n to bite old Sam
Em
And Raffe and Rad, the worst of rakes
A Em Am
Oh, God we need more rattlesnakes!
[Verse 10]
Am
Send chicken snakes to bite them gals
Dm
And all their wicked dancing pals
Em
There's Mama Jobe, she needs one too
Am
Perhaps a cottonmouth will do
[Verse 11]
G
Then send the biggest of the grove
Dm
To bite old Daddy Jacob Jobe
Em
And hurry up for Heavens sake
Em
And save this here old sunshine state
Am
And we ask this all for the palm trees sake Amen
[Outro]
A
Send chicken snakes
Dm E
Rattlesnakes
Gospel snakes
B G A
AaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaMen
Rosario Flores
Rosario Ortega
Rosario Peredo
Rosas
Rosco Bandana