Biografía:
Janis Ian (nacida el 7 de abril de 1951 en Nueva York en el Bronx) es una cantante estadounidense, cuyo verdadero nombre es Janis Eddy Fink. Cantautora, que toca varios instrumentos, incluida la guitarra, su instrumento preferido.
Nació en el Bronx, pasó su infancia en el sur de Nueva Jersey, en una granja de sus padres. Ellos son los que la iniciaron en la música, y desde una edad temprana se amara de una mezcla de clásico, folk y jazz. Comenzó
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¡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!
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{ts: 10}
{cs: 7}
{t: At Seventeen}
{st: Janis Ian}
I [C]learned the truth at seventeen_ That [Dm]love was meant for beauty queens
and [G7]high school girls with clear skinned smiles who [C]married young and then retired
The [C]valentines I never knew, the [Dm]friday nights, charades of youth
were [G7]spent on one more beautiful_ At [C]seventeen I learned the truth
And [Eb]those of us with ravaged faces, [Dm]lacking in the [G7]social graces
[Cm7]Desp'ratly re[Fm7]mained at home [Cm7]inventing lovers [Fm7]on the phone
Who [Ab]called and say "come [G7]dance with me" and [Cm7]murmured vague ob[Fm7]scenities
[Dm7]It isn't all it seems at [G7]seventeen
A [C]brown eyed girl in hand-me-downs, whose [Dm]name I never could pronounce said
"[G7]Pity, please, the ones who serve, they [C]only get what they deserve.
The [C]rich relationed home-town queen [Dm]marries into what she needs
A [G7]guarantee of company and [C]haven for the elderly"
Re[Eb]member those who win the game, [Dm7]lose the love they [G7]sought to gain
In [Cm7]debentures of [Fm7]quality and [Cm7]dubious in[Fm7]tegrity_
Their [Ab]small town eyes will [G7]gape at you in [Cm7]dull surprise when [F7]payment due
[Dm7]exceeds accounts received at [G7]seventeen
To [C]those of us who know the pain of [Dm]valentines that never came,
and [G7]those whose name were never called when [C]choosing side at basketball
It [C]was long ago and far away_ The [Dm]world was younger than today
and [G7]dreams were all they gave for free to [C]ugly duckling girls like me
We all [Eb]play the game and when we dare to [Dm7]cheat ourselves at [G7]solitaire
In[Cm7]venting lovers [Fm7]on the phone, re[Cm7]penting other [Fm7]lives unknown
that [Ab]call and say "Come [G7]dance with me", and [Cm7]murmur vague ob[Fm7]scenities
[Dm7]at ugly girls like me, at [G7]seventeen[C] [Cmaj7]
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{ts: 10}
{cs: 7}
{t: At Seventeen}
{st: Janis Ian}
I [C]learned the truth at seventeen_ That [Dm]love was meant for beauty queens
and [G7]high school girls with clear skinned smiles who [C]married young and then retired
The [C]valentines I never knew, the [Dm]friday nights, charades of youth
were [G7]spent on one more beautiful_ At [C]seventeen I learned the truth
And [Eb]those of us with ravaged faces, [Dm]lacking in the [G7]social graces
[Cm7]Desp'ratly re[Fm7]mained at home [Cm7]inventing lovers [Fm7]on the phone
Who [Ab]called and say "come [G7]dance with me" and [Cm7]murmured vague ob[Fm7]scenities
[Dm7]It isn't all it seems at [G7]seventeen
A [C]brown eyed girl in hand-me-downs, whose [Dm]name I never could pronounce said
"[G7]Pity, please, the ones who serve, they [C]only get what they deserve.
The [C]rich relationed home-town queen [Dm]marries into what she needs
A [G7]guarantee of company and [C]haven for the elderly"
Re[Eb]member those who win the game, [Dm7]lose the love they [G7]sought to gain
In [Cm7]debentures of [Fm7]quality and [Cm7]dubious in[Fm7]tegrity_
Their [Ab]small town eyes will [G7]gape at you in [Cm7]dull surprise when [F7]payment due
[Dm7]exceeds accounts received at [G7]seventeen
To [C]those of us who know the pain of [Dm]valentines that never came,
and [G7]those whose name were never called when [C]choosing side at basketball
It [C]was long ago and far away_ The [Dm]world was younger than today
and [G7]dreams were all they gave for free to [C]ugly duckling girls like me
We all [Eb]play the game and when we dare to [Dm7]cheat ourselves at [G7]solitaire
In[Cm7]venting lovers [Fm7]on the phone, re[Cm7]penting other [Fm7]lives unknown
that [Ab]call and say "Come [G7]dance with me", and [Cm7]murmur vague ob[Fm7]scenities
[Dm7]at ugly girls like me, at [G7]seventeen[C] [Cmaj7]
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