Biography:
Benjamin Scott Folds (born September 12, 1966, in Winston-Salem, North Carolina) is an American singer-songwriter. He is widely known for his prowess as a pianist. Ben Folds' musical career started to get off the ground in the late '80s, as bassist for band Majosha, after playing bass and piano at Pinehurst, in a group known as the "Caroliners" with cohort Millard Powers in 1985-1987; he also played drums as a session musician in Nashville. As well as appearing in Pots & Pans - now known as the Snuzz demo
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Other songs:
- Bitches Ain't Shit
- Bitches Aint Shit
- Family Of Me
- Fred Jones, Part 2
- Gone
- Heist
- Rockin' The Suburbs (over The Hedge)
- Rocking The Suburbs
- Still Fighting It
- The Luckiest
- You Don't Know Me Ft. Regina Spektor
- Cologne
- Kylie From Connecticut
- A Working Day
- All U Can Eat
- All You Can Eat
- Annie Waits
- Bastard
- Before Cologne
- Belinda
- Best Imitation Of Myself
- Bitch Went Nutz
- Bitch Went Nutz Fake
- Breaking Up At A Food Court
- Bruised
- Capable Of Anything
- Carrying Cathy
- Claires Ninth
- Dont Change Your Plans
- Dr Yang
- Dr Yang Lovesick Diagnostician Fake
- Effington
- Emaline
- Errant Dog
- Fired
- Fred Jones Part 2
- Free Coffee Town Fake
- From Above
- Give Judy My Notice
- Gracie
- Hiros Song
- Hiroshima
- Im Not A Fan
- Im Not The Man
- In Between Days
- Jane Live
- Jesusland
- Kalamazoo
- Landed
- Late
- Levi Johnstons Blues
- Lonely Christmas Eve
- Long Way To Go
- Losing Lisa
- Magic
- Mister Peepers
- Not The Same
- Phone In A Pool
- Picture Window
- Practical Amanda
- Red Is Blue
- Rock This Bitch
- Rockin The Suburbs
- Rocky
- Sentimental Guy
- Side Of The Road
- Smoke
- So There
- Songs Of Love
- Still
- The Bitch Went Nuts
- The Frown Song
- The Frown Song Fake
- Them Thats Got
- Theres Always Someone Cooler Than You
- Time
- Trusted
- Wandering
- Yes Man
- You Dont Know Me
- You To Thank
- Zak And Sara
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Zak and Sara ? Ben Folds
Capo 3
Chords
D D/C Gm7/B Gm7/Bb Em7 C/B
--2---2----2------2-----0----0-|
--3---3----3------3-----3----1-|
--2---2----0------0-----0----0-|
--0---0----0------0-----2----0-|
--0---3----2------1-----2----2-|
--x---x----x------x-----x----x-|
Intro
(D D/C Gm7/B Gm7/Bb)x2
D D/C Gm7/B Gm7/Bb
Sara spelled without an ?h? was getting bored
D D/C Gm7/B Gm7/Bb
On a Peavey amp from nineteen eighty four
Em A
While Zak without a ?c? tried out some new guitars
Em A
Playing Sara with no ?h?s favorite song
D Gm7/B A
La la laaa, la la laaa, la la laaa
D Gm7/B A
La la laaa, la la laaa, la la laaa
Em A
Zak and Sara
(D D/C Gm7/B Gm7/Bb)x2
D D/C Gm7/B Gm7/Bb
Often Sara would have spells where she lost time
D D/C Gm7/B Gm7/Bb
She saw the future she heard voices from inside
Em A
The kind of voices she would soon learn to deny
Em A
Because at home they got her slapped
D Gm7/B A
La la laaa, la la laaa, la la laaa
D Gm7/B A
La la laaa, la la laaa, la la laaa
Em A
Zak and Sara
C C/B A
Zak and Sara
C C/B A
Bm
Zak called his Dad, about lay away plans
A D G
Sara told the friendly salesman that
E
You?ll all die in your cars
A
And why?s it gotta be dark
And you?re all workin? in a submarine
D D/C Gm7/B Gm7/Bb
Ass hole
D D/C Gm7/B Gm7/Bb
D D/C Gm7/B Gm7/Bb
She saw the light she saw a pale English face
D D/C Gm7/B Gm7/Bb
Some strange machines repeating beats and thumping bass
Em A
Pitchers of pills that put you in a loving trance
Em A
That make it possible for all white boys to dance
Em A
And when Zak finished Sara?s song, Sara clapped.
D Gm7/B A
La la laaa, la la laaa, la la laaa
D Gm7/B A
La la laaa, la la laaa, la la laaa
Em A
Zak and Sara
C C/B A
Zak and Sara
C C/B >
D D/C Gm7/B Gm7/Bb
D D/C Gm7/B Gm7/Bb
D D/C Gm7/B Gm7/Bb
Capo 3
Chords
D D/C Gm7/B Gm7/Bb Em7 C/B
--2---2----2------2-----0----0-|
--3---3----3------3-----3----1-|
--2---2----0------0-----0----0-|
--0---0----0------0-----2----0-|
--0---3----2------1-----2----2-|
--x---x----x------x-----x----x-|
Intro
(D D/C Gm7/B Gm7/Bb)x2
D D/C Gm7/B Gm7/Bb
Sara spelled without an ?h? was getting bored
D D/C Gm7/B Gm7/Bb
On a Peavey amp from nineteen eighty four
Em A
While Zak without a ?c? tried out some new guitars
Em A
Playing Sara with no ?h?s favorite song
D Gm7/B A
La la laaa, la la laaa, la la laaa
D Gm7/B A
La la laaa, la la laaa, la la laaa
Em A
Zak and Sara
(D D/C Gm7/B Gm7/Bb)x2
D D/C Gm7/B Gm7/Bb
Often Sara would have spells where she lost time
D D/C Gm7/B Gm7/Bb
She saw the future she heard voices from inside
Em A
The kind of voices she would soon learn to deny
Em A
Because at home they got her slapped
D Gm7/B A
La la laaa, la la laaa, la la laaa
D Gm7/B A
La la laaa, la la laaa, la la laaa
Em A
Zak and Sara
C C/B A
Zak and Sara
C C/B A
Bm
Zak called his Dad, about lay away plans
A D G
Sara told the friendly salesman that
E
You?ll all die in your cars
A
And why?s it gotta be dark
And you?re all workin? in a submarine
D D/C Gm7/B Gm7/Bb
Ass hole
D D/C Gm7/B Gm7/Bb
D D/C Gm7/B Gm7/Bb
She saw the light she saw a pale English face
D D/C Gm7/B Gm7/Bb
Some strange machines repeating beats and thumping bass
Em A
Pitchers of pills that put you in a loving trance
Em A
That make it possible for all white boys to dance
Em A
And when Zak finished Sara?s song, Sara clapped.
D Gm7/B A
La la laaa, la la laaa, la la laaa
D Gm7/B A
La la laaa, la la laaa, la la laaa
Em A
Zak and Sara
C C/B A
Zak and Sara
C C/B >
D D/C Gm7/B Gm7/Bb
D D/C Gm7/B Gm7/Bb
D D/C Gm7/B Gm7/Bb
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