Biography:
Martha Tilston (born in 1975 or 1976 in Brighton, East Sussex) is an English singer, songwriter and guitarist. Her music combines many aspects of English and Irish folk music with more modern acoustic styles, and perceptive lyrics combining personal subjects with political, social and environmental themes.
Tilston is the daughter of acclaimed songwriter Steve Tilston and step-daughter of singer Maggie Boyle. She began writing songs at an early age.
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Four years of hard work!This month of May we celebrated four years on the air. We continue working on the dissemination of this wonderful instrument, thank you for participating in our story!
My first tab - thanks to my musical girlfriend (Fran).
Beautiful song by Marta Tilston...
VERSE 1
Am
Before the morning let us bathe upon the yellow.
I love to sleep with the ringing of the cello,
In my ears, nothing but your warm breath,
Em
I always sleep on the left.
CHORUS
Em C
(And) I still get a chill
D
Still get a spill
G Em
Filling up my belly when I think of you.
C
(You see) I still get a river
D
Still get a quiver
G
And it burns down my spine
Em
When I think that you're mine.
(Oh, yes you are!)
VERSE 2
Am
My lips are always hunting for the light,
Well. it's a firefly.
Don't you see that it's you aglow?
In the morning when work is in the air,
Em
I love to play with your hair.
(CHORUS)
VERSE 1
(CHORUS)
CODA
I still get a chill
Still get a spill
Filling up my belly when I think of you.
So the river calls to deliver
And it burns down my spine
(Oh) ... you're mine
Oh, you're mine
Oh, you're mine
O, you're mine
Beautiful song by Marta Tilston...
VERSE 1
Am
Before the morning let us bathe upon the yellow.
I love to sleep with the ringing of the cello,
In my ears, nothing but your warm breath,
Em
I always sleep on the left.
CHORUS
Em C
(And) I still get a chill
D
Still get a spill
G Em
Filling up my belly when I think of you.
C
(You see) I still get a river
D
Still get a quiver
G
And it burns down my spine
Em
When I think that you're mine.
(Oh, yes you are!)
VERSE 2
Am
My lips are always hunting for the light,
Well. it's a firefly.
Don't you see that it's you aglow?
In the morning when work is in the air,
Em
I love to play with your hair.
(CHORUS)
VERSE 1
(CHORUS)
CODA
I still get a chill
Still get a spill
Filling up my belly when I think of you.
So the river calls to deliver
And it burns down my spine
(Oh) ... you're mine
Oh, you're mine
Oh, you're mine
O, you're mine
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