Biografia:
RED TAIL RING is the musical brainchild of two old-time-minded Michiganders – Michael Beauchamp and Laurel Premo. The collaboration blends the loving attention of revivalist fervor with the playful creativity of starting from scratch. Whether rendering a traditional tune or one of their many original compositions, the duo infuses each song with musical imagination, haunting harmonies and instrumental artistry on fiddle, banjo, mandolin, jawharp, and plain-old foot stomping.
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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]
A
Well my babe’s got a body like a bell
D A
Well my baby’s got a body like a bell
E D A
She’s so fine, its ringing all the time.
A
Honey’s in the kitchen mixing up a birthday pie
D A
Honey’s in the kitchen mixing up a birthday pie
E D A
I’m at the table, working up an appetite.
[Chorus]
D
Time will tell, from a sweet farewell.
A
Our angel is waiting to fly.
D
Please baby please I’m lost in the trees.
A E D E A
Wont you try and ease my mind, my mind.
[Verse]
A
My babe, she comes from a northern town
D
My babe comes from a northern town
E D A
She plays on a fiddle, lord I live to hear that sound.
[Chorus]
D
Time will tell, from a sweet farewell.
A
Our angel is waiting to fly.
D
Please baby please Don’t ever let me be.
A E
Wont you drop me a line, a line.
A
my mind, my mind.
D
My babe, my baby
E A
Body like a bell, Body like a bell
A
Well my babe’s got a body like a bell
D A
Well my baby’s got a body like a bell
E D A
She’s so fine, its ringing all the time.
A
Honey’s in the kitchen mixing up a birthday pie
D A
Honey’s in the kitchen mixing up a birthday pie
E D A
I’m at the table, working up an appetite.
[Chorus]
D
Time will tell, from a sweet farewell.
A
Our angel is waiting to fly.
D
Please baby please I’m lost in the trees.
A E D E A
Wont you try and ease my mind, my mind.
[Verse]
A
My babe, she comes from a northern town
D
My babe comes from a northern town
E D A
She plays on a fiddle, lord I live to hear that sound.
[Chorus]
D
Time will tell, from a sweet farewell.
A
Our angel is waiting to fly.
D
Please baby please Don’t ever let me be.
A E
Wont you drop me a line, a line.
A
my mind, my mind.
D
My babe, my baby
E A
Body like a bell, Body like a bell
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