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Frankie On The Sheepscot

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Gordon Bok

Sobre:

"Frankie on the Sheepscot", com credito para Gordon Bok. Essa gravacao aparece relacionada ao lancamento "Peter Kagan and the Wind" (ano 1971,

pais US, status Official). Sobre las olas é uma valsa, sendo a obra mais conhecida do compositor mexicano Juventino Rosas (1868-1894). Ela "continua sendo uma das peças mais famosas da América Latina em todo o mundo", de acordo com o artigo "América Latina" do The Oxford Companion to Music. O Rock and Roll Hall of Fame, estabelecido em 1986 e localizado em Cleveland, Ohio, EUA é dedicado a registrar a história de alguns dos mais conhecidos e influentes músicos, assim como bandas, produtores e outros que possuem, de alguma forma, grande influência na indústria musical, em particular na área do rock and roll. Originalmente, havia quatro categorias de indução: artistas, não-artistas, primeiras influências e empreendedores ao longo da vida. Em 2000 "sidemen" foi introduzida como uma categoria.

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Intro: F    Bb  F  F7

Verse

Bb                 C             F
Frankie braids the purse-string, Cleon sets the tow
        Bb                            C
Frankie goes to pick them over in the well
     Bb                          F
He's never got a hat on, and the snow is all about him
       Bb                                 F
And it packs around his head like his own skin

Verse

Bb               F
"Don't I hate this foolish river!", Frankie cries
        Bb                         C
"Up and down her like a yo-yo on a string
   F                      Bb   C
Go out in the morning and tear up
Bb                 F
Mend all your afternoon
    Bb                           F     F7
And all this dirty river staving by"

Verse

Bb
Ah, but boys, you should have seen him
                                        F
Wearing the snow as you would wear your hair
                 Bb                         F
Singing, "It's a hard life for a boy on the gut"
             Bb                                  C
He's got the words wrong, but he doesn't seem to care
        Bb               C          F
And the seagulls working easy out behind him

Verse

Bb
Cleon slides the hatch back, and he shouts down
             F
"Boys, we're anchored"
        Bb                                 C
And you set your coffee down and you go on deck
        Bb                                               F
But the river's humping by so fast, the snow's so flying thick
                        Bb              F
You can't tell if she's moving or lying still

Verse

Bb               F
"Don't I hate this foolish river!", Frankie cries
        Bb                         C
"Up and down her like a yo-yo on a string
   F                      Bb   C
Go out in the morning and tear up
Bb                 F
Mend all your afternoon
    Bb                            F     F7
And all this poor old river going by"

Verse

Bb                           C                F
Cleon winds the wheel and he cracks the power to her
        Bb                             C
And she pokes her head around, but she doesn't turn
       Bb
And he takes her out of gear
                             F
While Frankie goes to try to haul back
                                   Bb                F
He says, "I guess we've hooked the dear old State of Maine"

Verse

Bb
Ah, but boys, you should have seen him
                                   F      C
Hour after hour, Cleon on that old wheel
        F                     Bb   C
There's nothing out there but hard times
Bb                  F
Time and the flying snow
    Bb                            F
And all that pretty river rolling by

Verse

Bb
Oh, but boys it makes me wonder
                                   F      C
Hour after hour, Cleon on that old wheel
        F                  Bb   C
There's nothing to see but hard times
Bb                  F
Time and the flying snow
    Bb                              F    Bb   F   Bb   F
But Cleon watches day and night and day

Verse

Intro: F Bb F F7 Verse Bb C F Frankie braids the purse-string, Cleon sets the tow Bb C Frankie goes to pick them over in the well Bb F He's never got a hat on, and the snow is all about him Bb F And it packs around his head like his own skin Verse Bb F "Don't I hate this foolish river!", Frankie cries Bb C "Up and down her like a yo-yo on a string F Bb C Go out in the morning and tear up Bb F Mend all your afternoon Bb F F7 And all this dirty river staving by" Verse Bb Ah, but boys, you should have seen him F Wearing the snow as you would wear your hair Bb F Singing, "It's a hard life for a boy on the gut" Bb C He's got the words wrong, but he doesn't seem to care Bb C F And the seagulls working easy out behind him Verse Bb Cleon slides the hatch back, and he shouts down F "Boys, we're anchored" Bb C And you set your coffee down and you go on deck Bb F But the river's humping by so fast, the snow's so flying thick Bb F You can't tell if she's moving or lying still Verse Bb F "Don't I hate this foolish river!", Frankie cries Bb C "Up and down her like a yo-yo on a string F Bb C Go out in the morning and tear up Bb F Mend all your afternoon Bb F F7 And all this poor old river going by" Verse Bb C F Cleon winds the wheel and he cracks the power to her Bb C And she pokes her head around, but she doesn't turn Bb And he takes her out of gear F While Frankie goes to try to haul back Bb F He says, "I guess we've hooked the dear old State of Maine" Verse Bb Ah, but boys, you should have seen him F C Hour after hour, Cleon on that old wheel F Bb C There's nothing out there but hard times Bb F Time and the flying snow Bb F And all that pretty river rolling by Verse Bb Oh, but boys it makes me wonder F C Hour after hour, Cleon on that old wheel F Bb C There's nothing to see but hard times Bb F Time and the flying snow Bb F Bb F Bb F But Cleon watches day and night and day

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