Biography:
Blues Traveler is a rock band, formed in Princeton, New Jersey in 1987. The band's music covers a variety of genres, including blues rock, psychedelic rock, folk rock, soul, and Southern rock.
Currently, the group comprises singer and harmonica player John Popper, guitarist Chan Kinchla, drummer Brendan Hill, bassist Tad Kinchla and keyboardist Ben Wilson. Tad Kinchla and Ben Wilson joined the band following the death of original bassist Bobby Sheehan in 1999.
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Other songs:
- All For You
- Hook
- Run Around
- 100 Years
- Alone
- Best Part
- Blow Up The Moon
- Canadian Rose
- Cara Let The Moon
- Christmas
- Fallible
- Freedom
- Just Wait
- Letter From A Friend
- Look Around
- Most Precarious
- Nikkias Prom
- Optimistic Thought
- Regarding Steven
- Roseanne Theme
- Run
- Sweet Pain
- The Gunfighter
- The Mountains Win Again
- Yours
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!
Intro: B F# E B (plus harmonica)
B E F#
B F# E B
B E F# B
B F# E
Autumn air it carries me there
B F# E
Less than an hour to go
B F# E
Six hundred miles an hour
G#m F#
And still it feels so slow
B F# E
I'm trying to get back to Burlington
B F# E
To a square in the center of town
B F# E
To a spot on a wooden table
G#m F#
Where her feet didn't reach the ground
B F# E
And when she kisses me it tasted like cinnamon
B F# E
And her skin smelled of cider and rose
B F# E
And when she looked at me we both got quiet
G#m F#
And my heart beats so hard we were in so close
B F# B
Once for such a beautiful while that still makes me smile
B F# E
And she called me her ugly American
B F# E
And I would call her my Canadian flower
B F# E
And I don't think that we'll ever be there again
G#m F#
We had such power
B F# E
And she would call me her ugly American
B F# E
And I'll remember my Canadian rose
B F# E
Especially when the fall comes to Burlington
G#m F#
We were in so close
Harmonica solo: intro chords
B F# E
I finally made it this town looks rearranged
B F# E
I don't know these people anymore
B F# E
But in the best ways not much else has changed
G#m F#
From the way it was before
B F# E
And at least they still have this certain table
B F# E
Where I once carved a particular name
B F# E
I run my fingers through the weathered carving
G#m F#
And I almost can feel the same
B F# E
And my mouth it almost tastes just like cinnamon
B F# E
As I ponder what my pilgrimage means
B F# E
And I try to figure out where Vancouver is from here
G#m F#
And I listen to the leaves
B F# B
If only for a beautiful while that still makes me smile
B F# E
And she called me her ugly American
B F# E
And I would call her my Canadian flower
B F# E
And I don't think that we'll ever be there again
G#m F#
We had such power
B F# E
And she would call me her ugly American
B F# E
And I'll remember my Canadian rose
B F# E
Especially when the fall comes to Burlington
G#m F#
We were in so close
Harmonica solo: verse chords X3
Second and third time softer
B F# E
And every single hope and dream I could ever conjure up
B F# E
Passionately springs in me and all things are possible
B F# E
Plausible and perfectly both of ours forever after and every day
G#m F#
At least it seemed that way
B F# B
Once for such a beautiful while that still makes me smile
B F# E
And she called me her ugly American
B F# E
And I would call her my Canadian flower
B F# E
And I don't think that we'll ever be there again
G#m F#
We had such power
B F# E
And she would call me her ugly American
B F# E
And I'll remember my Canadian rose
B F# E
Especially when the fall comes to Burlington
G#m F#
We were in so close
Intro chords (with harmonica)
End on B
Thanks guys; love this song, had to get the right chords out there!!!
-Fonzi
B E F#
B F# E B
B E F# B
B F# E
Autumn air it carries me there
B F# E
Less than an hour to go
B F# E
Six hundred miles an hour
G#m F#
And still it feels so slow
B F# E
I'm trying to get back to Burlington
B F# E
To a square in the center of town
B F# E
To a spot on a wooden table
G#m F#
Where her feet didn't reach the ground
B F# E
And when she kisses me it tasted like cinnamon
B F# E
And her skin smelled of cider and rose
B F# E
And when she looked at me we both got quiet
G#m F#
And my heart beats so hard we were in so close
B F# B
Once for such a beautiful while that still makes me smile
B F# E
And she called me her ugly American
B F# E
And I would call her my Canadian flower
B F# E
And I don't think that we'll ever be there again
G#m F#
We had such power
B F# E
And she would call me her ugly American
B F# E
And I'll remember my Canadian rose
B F# E
Especially when the fall comes to Burlington
G#m F#
We were in so close
Harmonica solo: intro chords
B F# E
I finally made it this town looks rearranged
B F# E
I don't know these people anymore
B F# E
But in the best ways not much else has changed
G#m F#
From the way it was before
B F# E
And at least they still have this certain table
B F# E
Where I once carved a particular name
B F# E
I run my fingers through the weathered carving
G#m F#
And I almost can feel the same
B F# E
And my mouth it almost tastes just like cinnamon
B F# E
As I ponder what my pilgrimage means
B F# E
And I try to figure out where Vancouver is from here
G#m F#
And I listen to the leaves
B F# B
If only for a beautiful while that still makes me smile
B F# E
And she called me her ugly American
B F# E
And I would call her my Canadian flower
B F# E
And I don't think that we'll ever be there again
G#m F#
We had such power
B F# E
And she would call me her ugly American
B F# E
And I'll remember my Canadian rose
B F# E
Especially when the fall comes to Burlington
G#m F#
We were in so close
Harmonica solo: verse chords X3
Second and third time softer
B F# E
And every single hope and dream I could ever conjure up
B F# E
Passionately springs in me and all things are possible
B F# E
Plausible and perfectly both of ours forever after and every day
G#m F#
At least it seemed that way
B F# B
Once for such a beautiful while that still makes me smile
B F# E
And she called me her ugly American
B F# E
And I would call her my Canadian flower
B F# E
And I don't think that we'll ever be there again
G#m F#
We had such power
B F# E
And she would call me her ugly American
B F# E
And I'll remember my Canadian rose
B F# E
Especially when the fall comes to Burlington
G#m F#
We were in so close
Intro chords (with harmonica)
End on B
Thanks guys; love this song, had to get the right chords out there!!!
-Fonzi
Boa
Boards Of Canada
Bob And Marcia
Bob Dylan
Bob Esponja