Biografía:
Mickey Newbury (May 19, 1940 - September 29, 2002) was an American singer-songwriter for Acuff-Rose Music, a critically acclaimed recording artist, and a member of the Nashville Songwriters Hall of Fame.
Born Milton Sims Newbury, Jr. in Houston, Texas. As a teenager, Mickey Newbury sang tenor in a moderately successful vocal group called The Embers. The group opened for several famous performers, such as Sam Cooke and Johnny Cash. Although Mickey tried to make a living off of his music by singing in clubs
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Otras canciones:
- A Fathers Prayer
- A Long Road Home
- A Storm Is Coming
- A Weed Is A Weed
- An American Trilogy
- Blue Sky Shining
- Darlin Take Care Of Yourself
- Frisco Depot
- Good Morning Dear
- Goodnight My Love
- Here Comes The Rain Baby
- Hows The Weather
- If You Ever Get To Houston Look Me Down
- It Makes Me So Sad
- Ivory Tower
- Just As Long As That Someone Is You
- Let It Go
- Let Me Sleep
- Lets Have A Party
- Lets Say Goodbye One More Time
- Looks Like Babys Gone
- Love Look At Us Now
- Lovers
- Over The Mountain
- Sail Away
- Sailor Sailor
- San Francisco Mabel Joy
- She Even Woke Me Up To Say Goodbye
- So Sad
- Some Dreams Never Die
- Some Memories Are Better Left Alone
- Song For Susan
- Sunshine
- Sweet Memories
- T Total Tommy
- The 33Rd Of August
- The Last Question In The Dead Of The Night
- The Sailor
- Three Bells For Stephen
- Time Was
- Truly Blue
- When Do We Stop Starting Over
- When The Baby In My Lady Gets The Blues
- Where Are You Darlin Tonight
- Write A Song A Song
- Yesterdays Gone
- You Only Live Once
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Write A Song A Song
D Em
Write a song, a song, write a song about her
A7 D
Hum a tune, a tune, hum a tune, you miss her
Em
Words that wouldn't rhyme, wouldn't rhyme... It's over
A7 D
Start another line, start a line anew
Dm Bb
She's the kinda girl, a man, Lord, remembers
A7 D
Remembers.. remembers...
Dm Bb
She's the kinda girl you just got to love her
A7 D
If you know her and I knew her
G C
Sitting in the dark, in the darkness of my room
F D
I wonder why I look the sky, look the sky begins to softly cry
G C
Morning new running through the grass throught the sweet green morning dew
F D
Clinging to her golden hair, I had to leave her
G /F# /E /D Am D Am D
Yesterdays newspaper forcast no rain for today
G /F# /E /D
Yesterdays news was old news the skies are all grey
G /F# /E /D Am D Am D
Winter is in labor and soon give birth to the Spring
G /F# /E /D
And sprinkle the meadow with flowers for my Angeline
Heartache and sorrow and sadness, unendlingly find
Wings on her memory with them, she flies to my mind
She stretched her arms for a moment then went back to sleep
While morning stood watching ever so silently weep
She opened her eyes, Lord, the minute my feet touched the floor
The cold hardwood creaked with each step that I made to the door
There I turned to her gently and said, "Hun, just look, Its Spring"
Knowing outside the window the Winter looked for Angeline
But yesterday's newspaper forcast no rain for today
Sitting in the dark...
D Em
Write a song, a song, write a song about her
A7 D
Hum a tune, a tune, hum a tune, you miss her
Em
Words that wouldn't rhyme, wouldn't rhyme... It's over
A7 D
Start another line, start a line anew
Dm Bb
She's the kinda girl, a man, Lord, remembers
A7 D
Remembers.. remembers...
Dm Bb
She's the kinda girl you just got to love her
A7 D
If you know her and I knew her
G C
Sitting in the dark, in the darkness of my room
F D
I wonder why I look the sky, look the sky begins to softly cry
G C
Morning new running through the grass throught the sweet green morning dew
F D
Clinging to her golden hair, I had to leave her
G /F# /E /D Am D Am D
Yesterdays newspaper forcast no rain for today
G /F# /E /D
Yesterdays news was old news the skies are all grey
G /F# /E /D Am D Am D
Winter is in labor and soon give birth to the Spring
G /F# /E /D
And sprinkle the meadow with flowers for my Angeline
Heartache and sorrow and sadness, unendlingly find
Wings on her memory with them, she flies to my mind
She stretched her arms for a moment then went back to sleep
While morning stood watching ever so silently weep
She opened her eyes, Lord, the minute my feet touched the floor
The cold hardwood creaked with each step that I made to the door
There I turned to her gently and said, "Hun, just look, Its Spring"
Knowing outside the window the Winter looked for Angeline
But yesterday's newspaper forcast no rain for today
Sitting in the dark...
Micky & The Moto (...)
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Micky Skeel
Micky Vainilla
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