Biography:
Bec Sandridge is a singer/songwriter originally based in Stanwell Park, New South Wales in the Northern Illawarra region of Australia. She originally began her musical career as one half of the gypsy-folk group Mad Polly, playing lead guitar and contributing backing vocals, before taking it upon herself to pursue a solo career after the band went on hiatus. Her debut 3-track EP, What Was Left, was released in early 2011, followed by the release of her Lyons and Bees EP in early 2012.
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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!
[Intro]
| Dm | Dm Em | F | F Em | x3
(first time play D, E, F octaves only)
[Verse 1]
Dm F
Go, gotta leave this town
Dm F
And break these columns down
Dm F
Oh I'm holding from your skin
Dm F
And don’t let the fucker in
[Chorus 1]
Bb Dm
Well it’s hard enough to hear you're sorry
Bb Dm
And I was dancing on my own
Bb Dm Bb G Dm
It’s a fine line to a broken promise but you knew this all along.
[Interlude]
| Dm | Dm Em | F | F Em | x2
[Verse 2]
Dm F
Go, gotta leave this town
Dm F
And break these columns down
Dm F
Oh I'm holding from your skin
Dm F
And don’t let the fuckers in
[Chorus 2]
Bb Dm
Well it’s hard enough to hear you're sorry
Bb Dm
And I was dancing on my own
Bb Dm Bb G Dm
It’s a fine line to a broken promise but you knew this all along.
[Outro]
Dm
Baby baby, you’re a fucking joke
Bb F
I think it’s funny you feel a little cold
C
You got a hunger you can’t control
Dm A Dm
And now I’m leaving, you say "Ooo, don’t you go".
Dm
Baby baby, you’re a fucking joke
Bb F
I think it’s funny you feel a little cold
C
You got a hunger like a horse
Dm A Dm
And now I’m leaving, you say "Ooo, don’t you go".
[Instrumental]
| Dm | Dm Em | F | F Em | x4
| Dm | Dm Em | F | F Em | x3
(first time play D, E, F octaves only)
[Verse 1]
Dm F
Go, gotta leave this town
Dm F
And break these columns down
Dm F
Oh I'm holding from your skin
Dm F
And don’t let the fucker in
[Chorus 1]
Bb Dm
Well it’s hard enough to hear you're sorry
Bb Dm
And I was dancing on my own
Bb Dm Bb G Dm
It’s a fine line to a broken promise but you knew this all along.
[Interlude]
| Dm | Dm Em | F | F Em | x2
[Verse 2]
Dm F
Go, gotta leave this town
Dm F
And break these columns down
Dm F
Oh I'm holding from your skin
Dm F
And don’t let the fuckers in
[Chorus 2]
Bb Dm
Well it’s hard enough to hear you're sorry
Bb Dm
And I was dancing on my own
Bb Dm Bb G Dm
It’s a fine line to a broken promise but you knew this all along.
[Outro]
Dm
Baby baby, you’re a fucking joke
Bb F
I think it’s funny you feel a little cold
C
You got a hunger you can’t control
Dm A Dm
And now I’m leaving, you say "Ooo, don’t you go".
Dm
Baby baby, you’re a fucking joke
Bb F
I think it’s funny you feel a little cold
C
You got a hunger like a horse
Dm A Dm
And now I’m leaving, you say "Ooo, don’t you go".
[Instrumental]
| Dm | Dm Em | F | F Em | x4
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