Biography:
The Supremes were a hugely successful Motown all-female singing group active from 1959 until 1977, performing at various times doo-wop, pop, soul, Broadway showtunes, psychedelia, and disco.
Second only to The Beatles in terms of records sales and chart success, The Supremes were the most successful American musical act of the 1960s, delivering twelve #1 hits between 1964 and 1969, many of them written and produced by Motown's main songwriting and production team, Holland-Dozier-Holland.
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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: (Am G/A D/A) x2 Am E/G# G D/F# F E
Bm C
You think that I don't feel love, but what I feel for you is real love
Am F - E7
In other's eyes I see reflected, a hurt, scorned, rejected
Am G F E
Love child, never meant to be, love child, born in poverty
Am G F E
Love child, never meant to be, love child, take a look at me
Am G/A D/A Am
I started my life, in an old, cold, rundown tenement slum (tenement slum)
G/A D/A Am
My father left, he never even married Mom
E/G# G D/F# F E
I shared the guilt my Mama knew, so afraid that others knew I had no name
Bm C
This love we're contemplatin', is worth the pain of waitin'
Am F - E7
We'll only end up hatin', the child we may be creatin'
Am G F E
Love child, never meant to be, love child, scorned by society
Am G F E
Love child, always second best, love child, different from the rest
Am G/A D/A Am G/A D/A
(Hold on, hold on), mmmm, baby (hold on, hold on), mmmm, baby
Am G/A D/A Am
I started school, in a worn, torn dress that somebody threw out
G/A D/A Am
I knew the way it felt, to always live in doubt
E/G# G D/F# F E
to be without the simple things, so afraid my friends would see the guilt in me
Bm C
Don't think that I don't need ya, don't think I don't wanna please ya
Am F - E7
But no child of mine'll be bearin', the name of shame I've been wearin'
Am G F E
Love child, love child, never quite as good, afraid, ashamed, misunderstood
Am G F E Am
But I'll always love you, I'll, always love you hoo hoo
G F E Am
I'll always love you, I'll, always love you hoo hoo
G F E Am
I'll always love you, I'll, always love you hoo hoo
G F E Am
You hoo hoo, you hoo hoo, I'll, always love you hoo hoo
Bm C
You think that I don't feel love, but what I feel for you is real love
Am F - E7
In other's eyes I see reflected, a hurt, scorned, rejected
Am G F E
Love child, never meant to be, love child, born in poverty
Am G F E
Love child, never meant to be, love child, take a look at me
Am G/A D/A Am
I started my life, in an old, cold, rundown tenement slum (tenement slum)
G/A D/A Am
My father left, he never even married Mom
E/G# G D/F# F E
I shared the guilt my Mama knew, so afraid that others knew I had no name
Bm C
This love we're contemplatin', is worth the pain of waitin'
Am F - E7
We'll only end up hatin', the child we may be creatin'
Am G F E
Love child, never meant to be, love child, scorned by society
Am G F E
Love child, always second best, love child, different from the rest
Am G/A D/A Am G/A D/A
(Hold on, hold on), mmmm, baby (hold on, hold on), mmmm, baby
Am G/A D/A Am
I started school, in a worn, torn dress that somebody threw out
G/A D/A Am
I knew the way it felt, to always live in doubt
E/G# G D/F# F E
to be without the simple things, so afraid my friends would see the guilt in me
Bm C
Don't think that I don't need ya, don't think I don't wanna please ya
Am F - E7
But no child of mine'll be bearin', the name of shame I've been wearin'
Am G F E
Love child, love child, never quite as good, afraid, ashamed, misunderstood
Am G F E Am
But I'll always love you, I'll, always love you hoo hoo
G F E Am
I'll always love you, I'll, always love you hoo hoo
G F E Am
I'll always love you, I'll, always love you hoo hoo
G F E Am
You hoo hoo, you hoo hoo, I'll, always love you hoo hoo
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Diane Coffee
Diane Dufresne
Diane Tell
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Dick And Dee Dee
Dick Brave
Dick Brice