Biografia:
Fairport Convention é considerada a primeira banda inglesa de electric folk. Formada em abril de 1967 por Simon Nicol, Richard Thompson, Ashley Hutchings e Shaun Frater, o Fairport rapidamente evoluiu do estilo de versões cover de músicas "west coast" estadunidenses para um estilo individual que mesclava rock com canções tradicionais britânicas.
Marcada por várias mudanças na formação em sua primeira década, o Fairport Convention desmembrou-se
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Outras músicas:
- After Halloween
- Angel Delight
- Around The Wild Cape Horn
- Autopsy
- Banbury Fair
- Banks Of The Sweet Primroses
- Best Wishes
- Bird On The Wire
- Book Song
- Breakfast In Mayfair
- Bring Em Down
- Bring Me Back My Feathers
- Cajun Woman
- Cell Song
- Celtic Moon
- Chelsea Morning
- Claudy Banks
- Clear Water
- Close To The Wind
- Closing Time
- Come All Ye
- Crazy Man Michael
- Dark Eyed Molly
- Dawn
- Decameron
- Devils Work
- Diamonds And Gold
- Doctor Of Physick
- Dont Leave Too Soon
- Eastern Rain
- Eynsham Poacher
- Farewell Farewell
- Fotheringay
- Genesis Hall
- George Jackson
- Ginnie
- Home Is Where The Heart Is
- Honour And Praise
- How Many Times
- How Many Times Do You Have To Fall
- Hungarian Rhapsody
- I Dont Know Where I Stand
- I Wandered By A Brookside
- If I Had A Ribbon Bow
- If Stomp
- Ill Keep It With Mine
- Im Already There
- Iron Lion
- Its Alright Ma Its Only Witchcraft
- Jack O Diamonds
- Jesus On The Mainline
- John Condon
- John Gaudie
- John My Son
- Knights Of The Road
- Lady Of Pleasure
- Let It Go
- Little Did I Think
- London Danny
- London River
- Lord Marlborough
- Love At First Sight
- Madeleine
- Matthew Mark Luke And John
- Matty Groves
- Meet On The Ledge
- Million Dollar Bash
- Morning Glory
- My Girl
- My Love Is In America
- Naughty Sailors Alphabet
- Neil Gows Apprentice
- No Mans Land
- Nottamun Town
- Now Be Thankful
- One More Chance
- One Sure Thing
- Open The Door Richard
- Our Bus Rolls On
- Over The Next Hill
- Percys Song
- Pleasure And Pain
- Polly On The Shore
- Poor Will And The Jolly Hangman
- Red And Gold
- Restless
- Reunion Hill
- Reynardine
- Rising For The Moon
- Rocky Road
- Rosemarys Sister
- Rosie
- Ruis Guitar
- Sailors Alphabet
- Set Me Up
- She Moved Through The Fair
- She Moves Through The Fair
- Si Tu Dois Partir
- Sir Patrick Spens
- Six Days On The Road
- Sloth Just A Roll
- Some Sweet Day
- Step By Step
- Stranger To Himself
- Sun Shade
- Suzanne
- Tale In Hard Time
- Talking About My Love
- Tam Lin
- The Ballad Of Easy Rider
- The Deserter
- The Fossil Hunter
- The Heart Of The Song
- The Hiring Fair
- The Journeymans Grace
- The Last Waltz
- The Man In The Water
- The Naked Highwayman
- The Plainsman
- The Poor Ditching Boy
- The Time Is Near
- The Vision
- Theodores Song
- Three Drunken Maidens
- Time Will Show The Wiser
- To Althea From Prison
- Travelling By Steam
- Wake Up John The Hanging Song
- Wandering Man
- Wat Tyler
- What Is True
- White Dress
- Who Knows Where The Time Goes
- Wizard Of The Worldly Game
- You Never Wanted Me
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!
I haven't done this before, so prob needs some corrections.
Am Am
A holiday, A holyday,
Am C Am
The first one of the year,
C Em G Am
Lord Arlen's wife came into the church,
Am G Am
The gospel for to hear.
And when the meeting it was done
She cast her eyes about
And there she saw little Matty Groves
Walking in the crowd
Come home with me little Matty Groves
Come home with me tonight
Come home with me little Matty Groves
And sleep with me tonight
Oh, I can't come home, I won't come home
And sleep with you tonight
By the rings on your fingers I can tell
You are Lord Arlen's wife
'T is true I am lord Arlen's wife
Lord Arlen's not at home
He is out to the far corn fields
Bringing the yearlings home
And the servant who was standing by
And hearing what was said
He swore Lord Arlen he would know
Before the sun would set
And in his hurry to carry the news
He filled his breast and ran
And when he came to the broad mill stream
He took off his shoes and swam
Little Matty Groves, he laid down
And took a little sleep
When he awoke Lord Arlen
Was standing at his feet
Saying how do you like my feather bed
And how do you like my sheets
And how do you like my lady
Who lies in your arms to sleep
O well I like your feather bed
And well I like your sheets
But better I like your lady maid
Who lies in my arms to sleep
Well get up get up Lord Arlen cried
Get up as quick as you can
It'll never be said in fair England
I slew a naked man
Oh I won't get up I won't getup
I can't get up for my life
For you have two long beating swords
And have not a pocket knife
Well it's true I have two beating swords
They cost me deep in the purse
But you will have the better of them
And I will have the worst
And you will strikke the very first blow
And strike it like a man
And I will strike the very next blow
And hit you if I can
So Matty struck the very first blow
But struck Lord Arlen's sword
Lord Arlen struck the very next blow
And Matty struck no more
And the Lord Arlen he took his wife
And he sat her on his knee
Saying who do like the best of us
Matty groves or me
And then up spoke his own dear wife
Never heard het speak so free
I'd rather get a kiss from dead Matty's lips
Than you and your finery
Lord Arlen he jumped up
And loudly he did bawl
He stuck his wife right through the heart
And pinned her against the wall
A grave a grave Lord Arlen cried
To put these lovers in
But bury my lady at the top
For she was of noble kin.
Am Am
A holiday, A holyday,
Am C Am
The first one of the year,
C Em G Am
Lord Arlen's wife came into the church,
Am G Am
The gospel for to hear.
And when the meeting it was done
She cast her eyes about
And there she saw little Matty Groves
Walking in the crowd
Come home with me little Matty Groves
Come home with me tonight
Come home with me little Matty Groves
And sleep with me tonight
Oh, I can't come home, I won't come home
And sleep with you tonight
By the rings on your fingers I can tell
You are Lord Arlen's wife
'T is true I am lord Arlen's wife
Lord Arlen's not at home
He is out to the far corn fields
Bringing the yearlings home
And the servant who was standing by
And hearing what was said
He swore Lord Arlen he would know
Before the sun would set
And in his hurry to carry the news
He filled his breast and ran
And when he came to the broad mill stream
He took off his shoes and swam
Little Matty Groves, he laid down
And took a little sleep
When he awoke Lord Arlen
Was standing at his feet
Saying how do you like my feather bed
And how do you like my sheets
And how do you like my lady
Who lies in your arms to sleep
O well I like your feather bed
And well I like your sheets
But better I like your lady maid
Who lies in my arms to sleep
Well get up get up Lord Arlen cried
Get up as quick as you can
It'll never be said in fair England
I slew a naked man
Oh I won't get up I won't getup
I can't get up for my life
For you have two long beating swords
And have not a pocket knife
Well it's true I have two beating swords
They cost me deep in the purse
But you will have the better of them
And I will have the worst
And you will strikke the very first blow
And strike it like a man
And I will strike the very next blow
And hit you if I can
So Matty struck the very first blow
But struck Lord Arlen's sword
Lord Arlen struck the very next blow
And Matty struck no more
And the Lord Arlen he took his wife
And he sat her on his knee
Saying who do like the best of us
Matty groves or me
And then up spoke his own dear wife
Never heard het speak so free
I'd rather get a kiss from dead Matty's lips
Than you and your finery
Lord Arlen he jumped up
And loudly he did bawl
He stuck his wife right through the heart
And pinned her against the wall
A grave a grave Lord Arlen cried
To put these lovers in
But bury my lady at the top
For she was of noble kin.
Faith First
Faith Marie
Faith Music Mani (...)
Faith Mussa
Faith Petric
FALC
Falconer
Falete
Falk
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