Stanley Allison Rogers (November 29, 1949 – June 2, 1983) was a Canadian folk musician and songwriter.
Rogers was noted for his rich, baritone voice and his traditional-sounding songs which were frequently inspired by Canadian history and the daily lives of working people, especially those from the fishing villages of the Maritime provinces and, later, the farms of the Canadian prairies and Great Lakes. Rogers died in a fire aboard Air Canada Flight 797 on the ground at the Greater Cincinnati Airport at the age of 33.
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!
#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. # #------------------------------------------------------------------------------## From: [email protected] (Chris Butler) Subject: CRD: Stan Rogers - The Rawdon Hills
The Rawdon Hills - Words & Music by Stan Rogers ----------------
AGadd9D7/F#Gadd9 Worn down shacks of labour past, on a hill of broken stone D/F#EmGA7 Once brought by men to the stamping mills to crush away the gold A7/GGadd9D/F#Ema9 But before it could pass to their sons, the glory left the hole GA7GD/F# The Rawdon Hills once were touched by gold
The grandsons of the mining men scratch the fields among the trees When the gold played out, they were all turned out with granite dusted knees But at night around the stoves, sometimes the stories still unfold How the Rawdon Hills once were touched by gold
Bridge: Fma9EmD/F# Grandsons of the mining men, you'll see it in your dreams Fma9EmDD/C Beneath your father's bones still lies the undiscovered seam D Of Quartzite, in a serpentine vein that marks the greatest yield GG And along the Midland railway, it's still told GA7GD How the Rawdon Hills once were touched by gold
Eighty years has been and gone since there was color in the hole And the careworn shades of the hard-rock men surround the old Cope lode And through the tiny hillside farms, the miner's tales grow old The Rawdon Hills once were touched by gold The Rawdon Hills once were touched by gold
(The Rawdon Hills are an area of Nova Scotia, kind of northwest of Halifax. Rumour has it that a long time ago, the Nova Scotia government circulated false reports that there was a big gold discovery there, as a plan to get more people to settle in that area.)
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