Biography:
Jethro Tull is a progressive rock / folk rock band which formed in Blackpool, Lancashire, England in 1967. Their music is marked by the initially soulful and bluesy, and later expressively idiosyncratic, vocal style and unique lead flute work of frontman Ian Anderson, and their notable guitarist Martin Barre. Their songs feature unusual and often complex construction, incorporating elements of classical and celtic folk music, as well as art rock and alternative rock.
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Other songs:
- Aqualung
- Fatman
- Fire At Midnight
- Heavy Horses
- Hymn 43
- Jack-in-the-green
- Jeffrey Goes To Leicester Square
- Life Is A Long Song
- Locomotive Breath
- Minstrel In The Gallery
- Mother Goose
- Moths
- Nothing Is Easy
- Skating Away
- Slow Marching Band
- Thick As A Brick
- Too Old To Rock N' Roll Too Young To Die
- Velvet Green
- We Use To Know
- Wond'ring Aloud
- A Gift Of Roses
- A Song For Jeffrey
- Acres Wild
- Alive And Well And Living In
- Another Christmas Song
- Aqualong
- At Last Forever
- Bouree
- Broadsword
- Budapest
- Bungle In The Jungle
- Cheap Day Return
- Cheerio
- Christmas Song
- Cold Wind To Valhalla
- Coronach
- Cross
- Cup Of Wonder
- Doctor To My Disease
- Down At The End Of Your Road
- Dr Dogenbroom
- Dun Ringill
- Farm On The Freeway
- First Snow On Brooklyn
- Flying Dutchman
- For Michael Collins Jeffrey And Me
- Grace
- I Dont Want To Be Me
- Inside
- Jack Frost And The Hooded Crow
- Jack In The Green
- Jack
- Just Trying To Be
- Kelpie
- Living In The Past
- Look Into The Sun
- Love Story
- Mother England Reverie
- One Brown Mouse
- One White Duck
- Only Solitaire
- Orion
- Pussy Willow
- Reasons For Waiting
- Requiem
- Ring Out Solstice Bells
- Rocks On The Road
- She Said She Was A Dancer
- Slipstream
- Son
- Song For Jeffrey
- Songs From The Wood
- Still Loving You Tonight
- Strip Cartoon
- Teacher
- The Whistler
- This Is Not Love
- Too Old To Rock N Roll Too Young To Die
- Under Wraps
- Up The Pool
- Up To Me
- We Used To Know
- White Innocence
- Wind
- Witches Promise
- With You There To Help Me
- Wondering Again
- Wondering Aloud
- Wondring Aloud
- Working John Working Joe
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Gm F Bb Cm Eb F
Gm F
I flew in on the evening plane
Gm F C
Is it such a good idea that I am here again?
Dm F C
And I could cut my cold breath with a knife
Dm F C Dm
And taste the winter of another life
Gm F
A yellow cab from JFK, the long way round
Gm F
I didn't mind... gave me thinking time before I ran aground
Dm F C
On rocky memories and choking tears
Dm F C Dm
I believe it only rained round here these thirty years
Eb Dm Bb Gm
Now, it's the first snow on Brooklyn and my cold feet are drumming
Cm Gm Bb F
You don't see me in the shadows from your cozy window frame
Eb Dm Bb Gm
And last night, who was in your parlour wrapping presents in the late hour
Cm Gm F
To place upon your pillow as the morning came?
Gm F
Thin wind stings my face... pull collar up
Gm F C
I could murder coffee in a grande cup
Dm F C
No welcome deli; there's no Starbucks here
Dm F C Dm
A dime for a quick phone call could cost me dear
Eb Dm Bb Gm
And the first snow on Brooklyn paints a Christmas card upon the pavement
Cm Gm Bb F
The cab leaves a disappearing trace and then it's gone
Eb Dm Bb Gm
And the snow covers my footprints, deep regrets and heavy heartbeats
Cm Gm F
When you wake you'll never see the spot that I was standing on
[INSTRUMENTAL USING CHORDS FROM VERSE, CHORUS, INTRO]
Gm F - Gm F C - Dm F C - Dm F C Dm
Eb Dm Bb Gm - Cm Gm Bb F – Eb Dm Bb Gm – Cm Gm F
Gm F Bb Cm Eb F
Gm F
I flew in on the evening plane
Gm F C
Is it such a good idea that I am here again?
Dm F C
And I could cut my cold breath with a knife
Dm F C Dm
And taste the winter of another life
Eb Dm Bb Gm
Now, it's the first snow on Brooklyn and my cold feet are drumming
Cm Gm Bb F
You don't see me in the shadows from your cozy window frame
Eb Dm Bb Gm
And last night, who was in your parlour wrapping presents in the late hour
Cm Gm F
To place upon your pillow as the morning came?
Eb Dm Bb Gm
Some things are best forgotten... some are better half-remembered
Cm Gm Bb F
I just thought that I might be there on your, on your Christmas night
Eb Dm Bb Gm
And the first snow on Brooklyn makes a lonely road to travel
Cm Gm F
Cold crunch steps that echo as the blizzard bites
Gm F
I flew in on the evening plane
Gm F C
Is it such a good idea that I am here again?
Dm F C
And I could cut my cold breath with a knife
Dm F C Dm
And taste the winter of another life
Gm F
A yellow cab from JFK, the long way round
Gm F
I didn't mind... gave me thinking time before I ran aground
Dm F C
On rocky memories and choking tears
Dm F C Dm
I believe it only rained round here these thirty years
Eb Dm Bb Gm
Now, it's the first snow on Brooklyn and my cold feet are drumming
Cm Gm Bb F
You don't see me in the shadows from your cozy window frame
Eb Dm Bb Gm
And last night, who was in your parlour wrapping presents in the late hour
Cm Gm F
To place upon your pillow as the morning came?
Gm F
Thin wind stings my face... pull collar up
Gm F C
I could murder coffee in a grande cup
Dm F C
No welcome deli; there's no Starbucks here
Dm F C Dm
A dime for a quick phone call could cost me dear
Eb Dm Bb Gm
And the first snow on Brooklyn paints a Christmas card upon the pavement
Cm Gm Bb F
The cab leaves a disappearing trace and then it's gone
Eb Dm Bb Gm
And the snow covers my footprints, deep regrets and heavy heartbeats
Cm Gm F
When you wake you'll never see the spot that I was standing on
[INSTRUMENTAL USING CHORDS FROM VERSE, CHORUS, INTRO]
Gm F - Gm F C - Dm F C - Dm F C Dm
Eb Dm Bb Gm - Cm Gm Bb F – Eb Dm Bb Gm – Cm Gm F
Gm F Bb Cm Eb F
Gm F
I flew in on the evening plane
Gm F C
Is it such a good idea that I am here again?
Dm F C
And I could cut my cold breath with a knife
Dm F C Dm
And taste the winter of another life
Eb Dm Bb Gm
Now, it's the first snow on Brooklyn and my cold feet are drumming
Cm Gm Bb F
You don't see me in the shadows from your cozy window frame
Eb Dm Bb Gm
And last night, who was in your parlour wrapping presents in the late hour
Cm Gm F
To place upon your pillow as the morning came?
Eb Dm Bb Gm
Some things are best forgotten... some are better half-remembered
Cm Gm Bb F
I just thought that I might be there on your, on your Christmas night
Eb Dm Bb Gm
And the first snow on Brooklyn makes a lonely road to travel
Cm Gm F
Cold crunch steps that echo as the blizzard bites
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