Ann Mayo Muir, Ed Trickett, Gordon Bok - Turning Toward The Morning album flac

People Like You. Gordon Bok/Ann Mayo Muir/Ed Trickett 1975. The first recorded collaboration by folk singers Gordon Bok, Ann Mayo Muir, and Ed Trickett is not only the best record in their substantial catalog, but it's also one of the finest folk albums ever committed to vinyl. The trio's voices do not blend smoothly in any conventional sense: Bok's is a rumbly bass-baritone, while Trickett's is a reedy high tenor and Muir's a flute-like mezzo. Lullabye" and the deeply moving title track. No song on this album is less than exquisite, and no performance is less than superb. A must for all lovers of traditional music. 1 Three Score and Ten Gordon Bok/Ann Mayo Muir/Ed Trickett 4:28. 2 I Drew My Ship Gordon Bok/Ann Mayo Muir/Ed Trickett 4:10. 3 St. Anne's Reel/Over the Waterfall Gordon Bok/Ann Mayo Muir/Ed Trickett 3:6.

Gordon Bok, Ann Mayo Muir & Ed Trickett Gentle Annie (Turning Toward the Morning, 1975). Duration: 4:07 File type: mp3. Play online Download. Download Gordon Bok, Ann Mayo Muir & Ed Trickett – Gentle Annie (Turning Toward the Morning, 1975). Gordon Bok, Ann Mayo Muir & Ed Trickett Turning Toward The Morning (Turning Toward The Morning, 1975).

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Текст песни Gordon Bok – "Turning Toward The Morning". When the deer has bedded down, And the bear has gone to ground, And the northern goose has wandered off, To warmer bay and sound. is always turning toward the morning So the darkness falls around you And you hear the north wind blow And you hear him call your name out As he walks the bitter snow That old wind don't mean you trouble, He don't care or even know He's just walkin' down the darkness toward the morning Oh, my Joanie, don't