Biografía:
John Edmund Andrew Phillips (30 de agosto de 1935 - 18 de marzo de 2001), fue un cantante, guitarrista, escritor y compositor de los Estados Unidos. Conocido como "Papa" John, fue el líder y compositor de la mayoría de las canciones de The Mamas & the Papas. Es padre de Jeffrey Phillips, Mackenzie Phillips, Chynna Phillips, Tamerlane Phillips, y Bijou Phillips.
La primera banda de Phillips fue The Journeymen, un trío dedicado a la música folk.
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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!
Intro:
F Em Dm C
F Em G
Am Dm G C
In the morning through my window creeping
Am Dm G C
Sunlight chasin' colors on my wall
F G C
By my side, she lay sleeping
F
Cradled in
Bb G
Her antique shawl
G Am
Am Dm G C
Tuck her 'neath my cover
Am Dm G C
Watch her face settle in my down
F G C
I suppose we were lovers
F Bb G C
She was good, good to have around
F Em Dm C
Some things are for keeping (no)
F Em G
Some things are too good and they go
C G Am
I remember market place in Tangiers
Em
Standing there
F C F G
Beggars all around her legs and she looked like an angel
C G Am Em
From a second story window caught a glimpse of someone's life
F
And it was mine
C Dm
And my face was dark and dirty
G C
And I'd been crying
Am Dm G C
Tuck her 'neath your cover
Am Dm
Got a love keep her there
G C
Make love all the time
F G C
I suppose we all need lovers
F Bb G
And you know everything comes in time
G
C G Am Em
F C
F G
She looked like an angel
C G Am Em
F C Bb G
C G Am Em
F C F G
C G Am Em
F C Bb G
C G Am Em
F C F G
F Em Dm C
F Em G
Am Dm G C
In the morning through my window creeping
Am Dm G C
Sunlight chasin' colors on my wall
F G C
By my side, she lay sleeping
F
Cradled in
Bb G
Her antique shawl
G Am
Am Dm G C
Tuck her 'neath my cover
Am Dm G C
Watch her face settle in my down
F G C
I suppose we were lovers
F Bb G C
She was good, good to have around
F Em Dm C
Some things are for keeping (no)
F Em G
Some things are too good and they go
C G Am
I remember market place in Tangiers
Em
Standing there
F C F G
Beggars all around her legs and she looked like an angel
C G Am Em
From a second story window caught a glimpse of someone's life
F
And it was mine
C Dm
And my face was dark and dirty
G C
And I'd been crying
Am Dm G C
Tuck her 'neath your cover
Am Dm
Got a love keep her there
G C
Make love all the time
F G C
I suppose we all need lovers
F Bb G
And you know everything comes in time
G
C G Am Em
F C
F G
She looked like an angel
C G Am Em
F C Bb G
C G Am Em
F C F G
C G Am Em
F C Bb G
C G Am Em
F C F G
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John Roa
John Roco
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