Biography:
St. Paul de Vence [seynt pawl duh vons]
1. A small medieval town in southern France.
2. Indie folk band notable for evocative storytelling, vintage style, layered melodies, and breathtaking harmonies.
Origin: Seattle, Washington
Formed in June of 2011, St. Paul de Vence entered the studio some four months later to record their first album. The album proved a success with seven straight weeks in the Top 10 of KEXP’s Americana and Pacific Northwest Charts following its release.
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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!
[Verse 1]
Am F
I was born in the dim glow of autumn light
Dm E Am
With the tune of an accordion and the taste for pink wine
Am F
As a young man my legs they learned to dance
Dm E Am
My lips at any chance would steal a little innocence
Am F
But my cloths were hand sown, some of my food was stolen
Dm E Am
That was how we learned to live then, what did you expect from the occupation
[Interlude]
Am F Dm E Am
[Chorus]
F Am C
Vous n'aurez jamais ma chanson
F Am C
Vous marcherez un long chemin de silence
F Am C
Mon pays ma donne cette chanson
Dm E Am
Toujours je chanterai, vous salauds!
[Bridge]
Am F Dm E Am
F Am C x3
Dm E Am
[Verse 2]
Am F
We kept the radio low and the curtains drawn close
Dm E Am
It could be your friend, you never knew in the end what was what and for sure
F
But we would ride our bikes to the countryside
Am C
Where an old tin band put fire in the night
F
With a tune so deep you could see it in our eyes
C E
It was the way we'd chosen to fight
[Chorus]
F Am C
Vous n'aurez jamais ma chanson
F Am C
Vous marcherez un long chemin de silence
F Am C
Mon pays ma donne cette chanson
Dm E Am
Toujours je chanterai, vous salauds
Dm E Am
Toujours je chanterai, vous salauds!
Am F
I was born in the dim glow of autumn light
Dm E Am
With the tune of an accordion and the taste for pink wine
Am F
As a young man my legs they learned to dance
Dm E Am
My lips at any chance would steal a little innocence
Am F
But my cloths were hand sown, some of my food was stolen
Dm E Am
That was how we learned to live then, what did you expect from the occupation
[Interlude]
Am F Dm E Am
[Chorus]
F Am C
Vous n'aurez jamais ma chanson
F Am C
Vous marcherez un long chemin de silence
F Am C
Mon pays ma donne cette chanson
Dm E Am
Toujours je chanterai, vous salauds!
[Bridge]
Am F Dm E Am
F Am C x3
Dm E Am
[Verse 2]
Am F
We kept the radio low and the curtains drawn close
Dm E Am
It could be your friend, you never knew in the end what was what and for sure
F
But we would ride our bikes to the countryside
Am C
Where an old tin band put fire in the night
F
With a tune so deep you could see it in our eyes
C E
It was the way we'd chosen to fight
[Chorus]
F Am C
Vous n'aurez jamais ma chanson
F Am C
Vous marcherez un long chemin de silence
F Am C
Mon pays ma donne cette chanson
Dm E Am
Toujours je chanterai, vous salauds
Dm E Am
Toujours je chanterai, vous salauds!
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