Biografía:
“Surfear me mantiene vivo, y la música me hace crecer” Donavon Frankenreiter
Nacido el 10 de diciembre de 1972 en Downey, California, Donavon Frankenreiter reside actualmente en Laguna Beach, junto a todo aquello que ama: su mujer, su hijo, su guitarra y el maravilloso océano que lo rodea.
Desde muy joven su vida giró alrededor del mar, surfeando cada vez que podía. A los 13 años, Billabong se convirtó en el primer sponsor oficial de Frankenreiter
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Otras canciones:
- All Around Us
- Beautiful Day
- By Your Side
- Day Dreamer
- Everyday People
- Free
- Glow
- It Don't Matter
- Keeping Me Away From You
- Life Love And Laughter
- Make You Mine
- Push
- So Far Away
- Swing On Down
- Was It You
- Whatcha Know 'bout
- Ai
- Bend In The Road
- Big Wave
- Call Me Papa
- Come With Me
- Dance Like Nobodys Watching
- Differently The Same
- Dont Think Twice Its Alright
- Everytime
- Girl Like You
- Hold On
- Home
- It Dont Matter
- Move By Yourself
- On My Mind
- Our Love
- Ree
- Shadows
- Shine
- Sing A Song
- Sleeping Good Tonight
- Someones Something
- Spanish Harlem Incident
- The Ones In Your Dreams
- These Arms
- West Coast Fool
- Whatcha Know About
- Wondering Where The Lions Are
- You
- Your Heart
¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
Play this in bar chords its a lot nicer
A, Fm, D, A
Gypsy gal, Hands of Harlem
A, Fm, D, A
Cannot hold you to its heat
A, Fm, D, A
Your temperature's too hot for taming
A, Fm, D, A
Your flaming feet gone burn up the street
A, Fm, D, A
I am homeless, come and take me
A, Fm, D, A
Into reach of your rattling drums
A, Fm, D, A
Let me know babe, about my fortune
A, Fm, D, A
Down along my restless palms
(The feel is the same all the way through the song)
Gypsy gal, You got me swallowed
I have fallen far beneath
Your pearly eyes, so fast and slashing
And your flashing diamond teeth
The night is pitch black, come and make my
Pale face fit into place, ah, please
Let me know babe, i got to know, babe
If it's you my lifelines trace
I been wondering all about me
Ever since i seen you there
On the cliffs of your wildcat charms I'm riding
I know I'm around you but I don't know where
You have slayed me, you have made me
I got to laugh halfway off my heels
I got to know babe will i be surrounding you
So I can tell if I'm really real
A, Fm, D, A
Gypsy gal, Hands of Harlem
A, Fm, D, A
Cannot hold you to its heat
A, Fm, D, A
Your temperature's too hot for taming
A, Fm, D, A
Your flaming feet gone burn up the street
A, Fm, D, A
I am homeless, come and take me
A, Fm, D, A
Into reach of your rattling drums
A, Fm, D, A
Let me know babe, about my fortune
A, Fm, D, A
Down along my restless palms
(The feel is the same all the way through the song)
Gypsy gal, You got me swallowed
I have fallen far beneath
Your pearly eyes, so fast and slashing
And your flashing diamond teeth
The night is pitch black, come and make my
Pale face fit into place, ah, please
Let me know babe, i got to know, babe
If it's you my lifelines trace
I been wondering all about me
Ever since i seen you there
On the cliffs of your wildcat charms I'm riding
I know I'm around you but I don't know where
You have slayed me, you have made me
I got to laugh halfway off my heels
I got to know babe will i be surrounding you
So I can tell if I'm really real
Donnalou Stevens
Donnie & Joe (...)
Donnie Iris
Donny Hathaway
Donny Osmond