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Аккорд песни «Pastures Of Plenty» от Guthrie Woody

Представляем аккорды композиции "Pastures Of Plenty" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Guthrie Woody . Эта интерпретация аккордов и текста песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Аппликатура аккордов песни «Pastures Of Plenty» — это не просто изображения аккордов, а история, которую Guthrie Woody передаёт через ритм и интонации.

Guthrie Woody - "Pastures Of Plenty"

#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #This file is the authors own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. # #------------------------------------------------------------------------------## From: dave@eng.umd.edu (David C. Fleming) (The following comes from "Woody Guthrie, Roll On Columbia, The Columbia River Collection" (a)|---------- |---2------ |---2------ |---2------ |---------- |---------- song book containing lyrics, chords, and standard notation transcripts of melodies for the songs Woody wrote while working for the Bonneville Power Administration in 1941, including many not included on the album by that name. Also, some copies of Woodys original notes, and historical documents appear. The book can be had for about US$10 from Sing Out Publications, PO Box 5253, Bethlehem, PA 18015-0253, Phone orders at (215) 865-5366. Its a good book. As long as Im sounding like a commercial, let me suggest the following CD: "Woody Guthrie -The Library of Congress Recordings" Its excellent. By the way, I have no vested interest in selling these products. Ordinarily, I wouldnt copy and distribute songs from books, but in this case, there are only two chords, which I probably could have figured out myself.) "Pastures of Plenty" by Woody Guthrie (d)|---2------ |-----3---- |---2------ |---------- |---------- |---------- (Bm) Its a mighty hard row that my poor hands have hoed (d)|---2------ |-----3---- |---2------ |---------- |---------- |---------- My poor feet have traveled a hot dusty road, Out of the dust bowl and westward we rolled, (Bm) And your deserts are hot and your mountains theyre cold I worked in your orchards of peaches and prunes, And I slept on the ground neath the light of the moon; I picked in your cotton, cut grapes from your vine, And I set on your table your light sparkling wine. We travel with the wind and the rain in our face, Our families migrating from place unto place; Well work in your beet fields til sundown tonight, Travel 300 miles fore the mornin gets light Arizona, California, well make all your crops, Its northward to Oregon to gather your hops; Strawberries, cherries, and apples the best, In that sunshiny land calld the Pacific Northwest. It takes home loving mothers and strong hearted men; Every state in this union us migrants has been; Long the edge of your cities youll see us, and then, Weve come with the dust and were gone in the wind. I picked up a rich clod of dirt in my hand, I crumble it back into strong fertile land; The greatest desire in this world that I know Is to work on my land where theres green things to grow. I think of the dust and the days that are gone, And the day thats to come on a farm of our own; One turn of the wheel and the waters will flow Cross the green growing field, down the hot thirsty row. Look down in the canyon and there you will see The Grand Coulee showers her blessings on me; The light for the city for factory and mill, Green pastures of plenty from dry, barren hills. Its always weve rambled, that river and I, Its here on her banks and Ill work till I die, My land Ill defend with my life if need be; Cause my pastures of plenty must always be free! Ive wandered all over your green growing land, Where ever your crops are Ive lent you my hand, On the edge of your cities youll see me and then, I come with the dust and Ive gone with the wind. Green pastures of plenty from dry desert ground From the Grand Coulee dam where the waters run down, Every state of this union us migrants have been, We come with the dust and were gone with the wind. -David Fleming (dave@eng.umd.eud)

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