Biography:
Laura Marling (born 1st February 1990) is a folk singer/songwriter/guitarist from Eversley, United Kingdom.
She began playing the guitar at the age of five, first being taught the blues by her father in front of the family fire, and has been enthralled by the songs and lyrics of the likes of Neil Young, Bob Dylan, James Taylor and John Mayall ever since. It’s not just the “golden-oldies” that Laura admires; she also harbours a rather deep love for alt.
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Other songs:
- Alas I Cannot Swim
- Blackberry Stone Ft. Marcus Mumford
- Cross Your Fingers/ Crawled Out Of The Sea
- Don't Ask Me Why
- Failure
- Ghosts
- Goodbye England (covered In Snow)
- I Speak Because I Can
- London Town
- My Manic And I
- New Romantic
- New Romantic (super Easy)
- Tap At My Window
- The Captain And The Hourglass
- What He Wrote
- Blackberry Stone
- Night Terror
- Always This Way
- Candlelight
- Crawled Out Of The Sea
- Cross Your Fingers
- Daisy
- Darkness Descends
- Devils Resting Place
- Devils Spoke
- Divine
- False Hope
- Goodbye England Covered In Snow
- Gurdjeffs Daughter
- Gurdjieffs Daughter
- Hope In The Air
- How Can I
- I Was An Eagle
- Im A Fly
- Is A Hopedrinking Alone
- Little Love Caster
- Man Sings About Romance
- Master Hunter
- Meheni Rachi
- Mexico
- Night After Night
- Not Done Travelling
- Nothing Not Nearly
- Nouel
- Old Stone
- Pray For Me
- Rambling Man
- Rebecca
- Rest In The Bed
- Saved These Words
- Short Movie
- Soothing
- Sophia
- The Muse
- The Wrote And The Writ
- To Be A Woman
- Travel Light
- Typical
- Where Can I Go
- Wild Fire
- Your Only Doll Dora
- Youre No God
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"Where Can I Go?"
INTRO: C
G
I was a daddy's girl sometime
G
But I loved my mama til the end of the line
G
I am cold and I am bright
G Em
It's a curse of mine to be sad at night
G
It's a curse of mine to be sad at night
G Bm G C
Late at night he'll come to me and he'll tell me I'm alone
G Am G
Don't you think I don't already know?
Am Bm
All I see is road
Am Bm
No one takes me home
Am G C Am G
Where, where can I go?
G
Truth about desire they say
G
Is a need to breathe for another day
G
Truth I heard about regret
G
It's the hardest truth I've come to yet
G
It's the hardest truth I've come to yet
G Bm G C
Late at night he'll come to me and he'll tell me I'm alone
G Am G
Don't you think I don't already know?
Am Bm
All I hear are wars
Am Bm
There's something I don't know
Am G C Am G
Where, where can I?
Am Bm
All I see is road
Am Bm
No one takes me home
Am G C Am G
Where, where can I?
G
If I feel like I want to be alone
G
If I feel like I'm better fought than won
Am Bm
Pick up your rope and jump for Rosie
Am Bm
She's just a sweet thing with her curls
Am Bm
Just about a woman with her clothes on
Am G
You take 'em off and she's a girl
Am Bm
All I hear are words
Am Bm
There's something I don't know
Am G C Am G
Where, where can I?
INTRO: C
G
I was a daddy's girl sometime
G
But I loved my mama til the end of the line
G
I am cold and I am bright
G Em
It's a curse of mine to be sad at night
G
It's a curse of mine to be sad at night
G Bm G C
Late at night he'll come to me and he'll tell me I'm alone
G Am G
Don't you think I don't already know?
Am Bm
All I see is road
Am Bm
No one takes me home
Am G C Am G
Where, where can I go?
G
Truth about desire they say
G
Is a need to breathe for another day
G
Truth I heard about regret
G
It's the hardest truth I've come to yet
G
It's the hardest truth I've come to yet
G Bm G C
Late at night he'll come to me and he'll tell me I'm alone
G Am G
Don't you think I don't already know?
Am Bm
All I hear are wars
Am Bm
There's something I don't know
Am G C Am G
Where, where can I?
Am Bm
All I see is road
Am Bm
No one takes me home
Am G C Am G
Where, where can I?
G
If I feel like I want to be alone
G
If I feel like I'm better fought than won
Am Bm
Pick up your rope and jump for Rosie
Am Bm
She's just a sweet thing with her curls
Am Bm
Just about a woman with her clothes on
Am G
You take 'em off and she's a girl
Am Bm
All I hear are words
Am Bm
There's something I don't know
Am G C Am G
Where, where can I?
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