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Gordon Bok

The Horn Of The Hunter

Gordon Bok

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Dificuldade: facil | Estilo: folk / folk acústico | Sentimento: narrativa, contemplativa | Ocasião: roda de violao,bar,acampamento | Tags: folk, acustico, Gordon Bok, narrativa, contemplativa, roda de violao, bar, facil

"The Horn of the Hunter", com credito para Gordon Bok, Ann Mayo Muir & Ed Trickett. Essa gravacao aparece relacionada ao lancamento "Turning

Toward the Morning" (ano 1975, 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. Esta lista detalha lésbicas, gays, bissexuais, transgêneros e pessoas queer que foram indicadas ou receberam Oscars. Os indivíduos são identificados como queer, embora possam não ter se identificado pública ou pessoalmente no momento de sua nomeação.

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Afinação: E A D G B ECapotraste: 2nd traste [Verse 1] C F For forty long years have we known him, G C Cumberland yeoman of old, C F And twice forty years shall have perished, G C Ere the fame of his deeds shall grow cold. C F No broadcloth of scarlet adorned him G C No buckskin as white as the snow. C F Of plain Skiddaw gray was his garment, G C And he wore it for work, not for show. [Chorus] C F Now the horn of the hunter is silent, G C On the banks of the Ellen no more, C F No more will we hear its wild echo, G C Clear sound o'er the dark Caldews roar. [Verse 2] C F When dark draws her mantle around us, G C And cold by the fire bids us steal, C F Our children will say, "Father tell us G C Some tales of the famous John Peel." C F And we'll tell them of Ranter and Royal, G C Of Britain and Melody too, C F how they rattled a fox round the Carrock G C And drove him from scent into view. [Chorus] C F Now the horn of the hunter is silent, G C On the banks of the Ellen no more, C F No more will we hear its wild echo, G C Clear sound o'er the dark Caldews roar. [Verse 3] C F How often from Brathwait to Skiddaw, G C Through Isel, Bewaldeth, Whitefield, C F We galloped like madmen together, G C To follow the hounds of John Peel. C F And though we may hunt with another, G C Til the hand of old age bids us yeild, C F We will think on that sportsman and brother, G C And remember the hounds of John Peel. [Chorus] C F Now the horn of the hunter is silent, G C On the banks of the Ellen no more, C F No more will we hear its wild echo, G C Clear sound o'er the dark Caldews roar.
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