Saudades de Dave Van Ronk...

 

He Was a Friend of Mine - Dave Van Ronk



He was a friend of mine
He was a friend of mine
Never had no money
Pay for his fines
He was a friend of mine

He died on the road
He died on the road
Never had no money
Pay for his board
He was a friend of mine

He never done no wrong
He never done no wrong
He was just a poor boy
A long way from home
He was a friend of mine

I stole away and cried
I stole away and cried
Never had no money
And I can't be satisfied
He was a friend of mine

He was a friend of mine
He was a friend of mine
When I hear his name
You know, I just can't keep from crying
He was a friend of mine

He was a friend of mine...

 

He was a friend of mine - Dave Van Ronk

He was a friend of mine
He was a friend of mine
Every time I think about him now
Lord I just can't keep from crying
'Cause he was friend a friend of mine

He died on the road
He died on the road
He never had no money
To pay his room or board
He was a friend of mine

I stole away and cried
I stole away and cried
'Cause I never had too much money
And I can't be satisfied
He was a friend of mine

He never done no wrong
He never done no wrong
He was just a poor boy
Long way from home
He was a friend of mine

He was a friend of mine
He was a friend of mine
Every time I hear his name
I just can't keep from crying
'Cause he was a friend of mine  

He Was a Friend of Mine...

 

He Was a Friend of Mine - Dave Van Ronk



He was a friend of mine
He was a friend of mine
Never had no money
Pay for his fines
He was friend a friend of mine

He died on the road
He died on the road
Never had no money
Pay for his board
He was a friend of mine

He never done no wrong
He never done no wrong
He was just a poor boy
A long way from home
He was a friend of mine

I stole away and cried
I stole away and cried
Never had no money
And I can't be satisfied
He was a friend of mine

He was a friend of mine
He was a friend of mine
When I hear his name
You know, I just can't keep from crying
He was a friend of mine

Cause he was a friend of mine...

 

He was a friend of mine - Dave Van Ronk

He was a friend of mine
He was a friend of mine
Every time I think about him now
Lord I just can't keep from crying
'Cause he was friend a friend of mine

He died on the road
He died on the road
He never had no money
To pay his room or board
He was a friend of mine

I stole away and cried
I stole away and cried
'Cause I never had too much money
And I can't be satisfied
He was a friend of mine

He never done no wrong
He never done no wrong
He was just a poor boy
Long way from home
He was a friend of mine

He was a friend of mine
He was a friend of mine
Every time I hear his name
I just can't keep from crying
'Cause he was a friend of mine 

He Was A Friend Of Mine...

 

He Was a Friend of Mine - Dave Van Ronk



He was a friend of mine
He was a friend of mine
Never had no money
Pay for his fines
He was friend a friend of mine

He died on the road
He died on the road
Never had no money
Pay for his board
He was a friend of mine

He never done no wrong
He never done no wrong
He was just a poor boy
A long way from home
He was a friend of mine

I stole away and cried
I stole away and cried
Never had no money
And I can't be satisfied
He was a friend of mine

He was a friend of mine
He was a friend of mine
When I hear his name
You know, I just can't keep from crying
He was a friend of mine

 

He Was A Friend Of Mine ...

He Was A Friend Of Mine...

 

He Was a Friend of Mine - Dave Van Ronk

 

He was a friend of mine
He was a friend of mine
Never had no money
Pay for his fines
He was friend a friend of mine

He died on the road
He died on the road
Never had no money
Pay for his board
He was a friend of mine

He never done no wrong
He never done no wrong
He was just a poor boy
A long way from home
He was a friend of mine

I stole away and cried
I stole away and cried
Never had no money
And I can't be satisfied
He was a friend of mine

He was a friend of mine
He was a friend of mine
When I hear his name
You know, I just can't keep from crying
He was a friend of mine

He was a friend of mine...

 

He was a friend of mine - Dave Van Ronk

He was a friend of mine
He was a friend of mine
Every time I think about him now
Lord I just can't keep from crying
'Cause he was friend a friend of mine

He died on the road
He died on the road
He never had no money
To pay his room or board
He was a friend of mine

I stole away and cried
I stole away and cried
'Cause I never had too much money
And I can't be satisfied
He was a friend of mine

He never done no wrong
He never done no wrong
He was just a poor boy
Long way from home
He was a friend of mine

He was a friend of mine
He was a friend of mine
Every time I hear his name
I just can't keep from crying
'Cause he was a friend of mine 

Dave Van Ronk morreu há dezanove anos...

Dave Van Ronk performs at the 1968 Philadelphia Folk Festival

  

Dave Van Ronk (Brooklyn, New York City, New York, June 30, 1936 – New York City, New York, February 10, 2002) was an American folk singer, born in Brooklyn, New York, who settled in Greenwich Village, New York, and was eventually nicknamed the "Mayor of MacDougal Street" .

He was an important figure in the acoustic folk revival of the 1960s. His work ranged from old English ballads to Bertolt Brecht, blues, gospel, rock, New Orleans jazz, and swing. He was also known for performing instrumental ragtime guitar music, especially his transcription of St. Louis Tickle and Scott Joplin's Maple Leaf Rag.

Dave Van Ronk was regarded as the friendly uncle of Greenwich Village, presiding over the coffeehouse folk culture and acting as a friend to many up and coming artists, inspiring, aiding and promoting them. Folk performers whom he befriended included Bob Dylan, Tom Paxton, Patrick Sky, Phil Ochs, Ramblin' Jack Elliott and Joni Mitchell.

Van Ronk received the Lifetime Achievement Award of the American Society of Composers, Authors and Publishers (ASCAP), in December 1997.

Van Ronk died of cardio-pulmonary failure while undergoing post-operative treatment for colon cancer in a New York hospital.

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He was a friend of mine - Dave Van Ronk

He was a friend of mine
He was a friend of mine
Every time I think about him now
Lord I just can't keep from crying
'Cause he was friend a friend of mine

He died on the road
He died on the road
He never had no money
To pay his room or board
He was a friend of mine

I stole away and cried
I stole away and cried
'Cause I never had too much money
And I can't be satisfied
He was a friend of mine

He never done no wrong
He never done no wrong
He was just a poor boy
Long way from home
He was a friend of mine

He was a friend of mine
He was a friend of mine
Every time I hear his name
I just can't keep from crying
'Cause he was a friend of mine

O cantor Dave Van Ronk morreu há dez anos

Dave Van Ronk at 1963 Newport Folk Festival

Dave Van Ronk (June 30, 1936 – February 10, 2002) was an American folk singer, born in Brooklyn, New York, who settled in Greenwich Village, New York, and was eventually nicknamed the "Mayor of MacDougal Street" .

He was an important figure in the acoustic folk revival of the 1960s. His work ranged from old English ballads to Bertolt Brecht, blues, gospel, rock, New Orleans jazz, and swing. He was also known for performing instrumental ragtime guitar music, especially his transcription of St. Louis Tickle and Scott Joplin's Maple Leaf Rag.

Dave Van Ronk was regarded as the friendly uncle of Greenwich Village, presiding over the coffeehouse folk culture and acting as a friend to many up and coming artists, inspiring, aiding and promoting them. Folk performers whom he befriended included Bob Dylan, Tom Paxton, Patrick Sky, Phil Ochs, Ramblin' Jack Elliott and Joni Mitchell.

Van Ronk received the Lifetime Achievement Award of the American Society of Composers, Authors and Publishers (ASCAP), in December 1997.

Van Ronk died of cardio-pulmonary failure while undergoing post-operative treatment for colon cancer in a New York hospital.

in Wikipédia

He was a friend of mine - Dave Van Ronk

He was a friend of mine
He was a friend of mine
Every time I think about him now
Lord I just can't keep from crying
'Cause he was friend a friend of mine

He died on the road
He died on the road
He never had no money
To pay his room or board
He was a friend of mine

I stole away and cried
I stole away and cried
'Cause I never had too much money
And I can't be satisfied
He was a friend of mine

He never done no wrong
He never done no wrong
He was just a poor boy
Long way from home
He was a friend of mine

He was a friend of mine
He was a friend of mine
Every time I hear his name
I just can't keep from crying
'Cause he was a friend of mine

O cantor Dave Van Ronk morreu há dez anos

Dave Van Ronk (June 30, 1936 – February 10, 2002) was an American folk singer, born in Brooklyn, New York, who settled in Greenwich Village, New York, and was eventually nicknamed the "Mayor of MacDougal Street" .

He was an important figure in the acoustic folk revival of the 1960s. His work ranged from old English ballads to Bertolt Brecht, blues, gospel, rock, New Orleans jazz, and swing. He was also known for performing instrumental ragtime guitar music, especially his transcription of St. Louis Tickle and Scott Joplin's Maple Leaf Rag.

Dave Van Ronk was regarded as the friendly uncle of Greenwich Village, presiding over the coffeehouse folk culture and acting as a friend to many up and coming artists, inspiring, aiding and promoting them. Folk performers whom he befriended included Bob Dylan, Tom Paxton, Patrick Sky, Phil Ochs, Ramblin' Jack Elliott and Joni Mitchell.

Van Ronk received the Lifetime Achievement Award of the American Society of Composers, Authors and Publishers (ASCAP), in December 1997.

Van Ronk died of cardio-pulmonary failure while undergoing post-operative treatment for colon cancer in a New York hospital.

in Wikipédia

He was a friend of mine - Dave Van Ronk

He was a friend of mine
He was a friend of mine
Every time I think about him now
Lord I just can't keep from crying
'Cause he was friend a friend of mine

He died on the road
He died on the road
He never had no money
To pay his room or board
He was a friend of mine

I stole away and cried
I stole away and cried
'Cause I never had too much money
And I can't be satisfied
He was a friend of mine

He never done no wrong
He never done no wrong
He was just a poor boy
Long way from home
He was a friend of mine

He was a friend of mine
He was a friend of mine
Every time I hear his name
I just can't keep from crying
'Cause he was a friend of mine