Biografía:
Blues melodioso macerado con calma y tiempo. Ese es uno de los secretos de una de las primeras voces que surgió del Greenwich Village en mitad de los 60´s. Después vendrían otros como Tim Buckley, Tim Hardin o el mismo Bob Dylan.
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Fred Neil - Fred Neil (Album)
That's the bag I'm in
Capo 3rd fret
Intro: A7 C E7 A7 C E7 A7 C E7 B7+ E7
A7 C E7
I burned my fingers on the coffee pot
A7 C E7
Toast was cold and the orange juice was hot.
A7 C E7
I should start over but you know I'd rather not.
B7 E7
Same thing gonna happen again Cause that's the bag I'm in.
A7 C E7
Last night as I was walking down the street,
A7 C E7
Whistling the blues to the tapping of my feet,
A7 C E7
Some crank called the cops on the beat.
B7 E7
It'll happen every time. Every morning when I get up,
A7 C E7
I miss my connection and I'm late for work again
A7 C E7
You know they'll probably drop the atom bomb the day my ship comes in.
A7 C E7
I dasn't bet a nickle cause I'd get paid off in yen.
B7 E7
Somehow you just can't win cause that's the bag I'm in.
A7 C E7
Jukebox playing the same old melody,
A7 C E7
Keep on bringing back those blue memories.
A7 C E7
This evil feeling's gonna be the death of me
B7
I think I'm going out of my mind.
E7
Every morning when I get up,
A7 C E7
I burn my fingers on the pot,
A7 C E7
Toast is cold and the juice is hot,
A7 C E7
I should start over but you know I'd rather not
B7 E7
Same thing gonna happen again,Cause that's the bag I'm in.
B7 E7
Cause that's the bag I'm in.
B7 E7
I'll never get out of these blues alive
B7 E7
Cause that's the bag I'm in.
That's the bag I'm in
Capo 3rd fret
Intro: A7 C E7 A7 C E7 A7 C E7 B7+ E7
A7 C E7
I burned my fingers on the coffee pot
A7 C E7
Toast was cold and the orange juice was hot.
A7 C E7
I should start over but you know I'd rather not.
B7 E7
Same thing gonna happen again Cause that's the bag I'm in.
A7 C E7
Last night as I was walking down the street,
A7 C E7
Whistling the blues to the tapping of my feet,
A7 C E7
Some crank called the cops on the beat.
B7 E7
It'll happen every time. Every morning when I get up,
A7 C E7
I miss my connection and I'm late for work again
A7 C E7
You know they'll probably drop the atom bomb the day my ship comes in.
A7 C E7
I dasn't bet a nickle cause I'd get paid off in yen.
B7 E7
Somehow you just can't win cause that's the bag I'm in.
A7 C E7
Jukebox playing the same old melody,
A7 C E7
Keep on bringing back those blue memories.
A7 C E7
This evil feeling's gonna be the death of me
B7
I think I'm going out of my mind.
E7
Every morning when I get up,
A7 C E7
I burn my fingers on the pot,
A7 C E7
Toast is cold and the juice is hot,
A7 C E7
I should start over but you know I'd rather not
B7 E7
Same thing gonna happen again,Cause that's the bag I'm in.
B7 E7
Cause that's the bag I'm in.
B7 E7
I'll never get out of these blues alive
B7 E7
Cause that's the bag I'm in.
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