Biografía:
Mott the hoople fue una de las bandas británicas más interesantes del genero hard rock-glam a finales de los sesenta y principios de los setenta. El grupo, compuesto por los excelentes instrumentistas Overend Pete Watts (bajista), Dale “Buffin” Griffin (batería), Verden Allen (teclados), y dos genios poco valorados en aquella época: Ian Hunter, vocalista, guitarrista y teclista y Mick Ralphs en la guitarra, responsables en gran medida de la gran fuerza creativa de sus composiciones.
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Otras canciones:
- All The Way From Memphis
- All The Young Dudes
- At The Crossroads
- Backsliding Fearlessly
- Ballad Of Mott
- Born Late 58
- Death May Be Your Santa Claus
- Drivin Sister
- Foxy Foxy
- Golden Age Of Rock N Roll
- Halfmoonbay
- Hymn For The Dudes
- I Wish I Was Your Mother
- Jerkin Crocus
- Laugh At Me
- Mommas Little Jewel
- No Wheels To Ride
- One Of The Boys
- Rest In Peace
- Road To Birmingham
- Roll Away The Stone
- Saturday Gigs
- Sea Diver
- Sucker
- Surfin Uk
- Sweet Angeline
- The Golden Age Of Rock And Roll
- The Journey
- The Original Mixed
- Trudis Song
- Violence
- Walkin With A Mountain
- When My Minds Gone
- Where Do You All Come From
- Whiskey Women
- Wrong Side Of The River
- You Are One Of Us
¡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!
Transpose -1 steps with buttons on the left for original key.
Intro: A (A-D) x3 /G-/F#-/E-/D-/C#-/B-/A-/G D G
D/F# G E/G# A Bm A G - D/F# - /E=/F#=/E D
Forgot my six-string Razor, hit the sky, half-way to Memphis 'fore I realized
D/F# G E/G# A Bm A G =/F# x7
Well I rang the information, my axe was cold, they said she rides the train to Oreoles
A D A D
Now it's a mighty long way down the dusty trail, and the sun burns hot on the cold steel rails
A D /G-/F#-/E-/D-/C# - /B - /A-/G D G
And I look like a bum 'n I crawl like a snail, all the way from Memphis
D/F# G E/G# A Bm A G - D/F# - /E=/F#=/E D
Well I got to Oreoles y'know, it took a month, and there was my guitar, electric junk
D/F# G E/G# A Bm
Some spade said rock'n'rollers, you're all the same,
A G =/F#
Man that's your instrument, I felt so ashamed
A D A D
Now it's a mighty long way down rock'n'roll, through the Bradford cities and the Oreoles
A D /G-/F#-/E-/D-/C# - /B - /A-/G
And you look like a star but you're still on the dole, all the way from Memphis
Solo: D G D G
A D A D
Yeah it's a mighty long way down rock'n'roll, from the Liverpool docks to the Hollywood Bowl
A D /G-/F#-/E-/D-/C# - /B - /A-/G
And you climb up the mountains 'n you fall down the holes, all the way from Memphis
A D A D
Yeah it's a mighty long way down rock'n'roll, as your name gets hot so your heart grows cold
A D /G-/F#-/E-/D-/C# - /B - /A-/G
And you gotta stay young man, you can never be old, all the way from Memphis
A D A D
Yeah it's a mighty long way down rock'n'roll, through the Bradford cities and the Oreoles
A D /G-/F#-/E-/D-/C# - /B - /A-/G
And you look like a star but you're really out on parole, all the way from Memphis
Solo: D G D G
Intro: A (A-D) x3 /G-/F#-/E-/D-/C#-/B-/A-/G D G
D/F# G E/G# A Bm A G - D/F# - /E=/F#=/E D
Forgot my six-string Razor, hit the sky, half-way to Memphis 'fore I realized
D/F# G E/G# A Bm A G =/F# x7
Well I rang the information, my axe was cold, they said she rides the train to Oreoles
A D A D
Now it's a mighty long way down the dusty trail, and the sun burns hot on the cold steel rails
A D /G-/F#-/E-/D-/C# - /B - /A-/G D G
And I look like a bum 'n I crawl like a snail, all the way from Memphis
D/F# G E/G# A Bm A G - D/F# - /E=/F#=/E D
Well I got to Oreoles y'know, it took a month, and there was my guitar, electric junk
D/F# G E/G# A Bm
Some spade said rock'n'rollers, you're all the same,
A G =/F#
Man that's your instrument, I felt so ashamed
A D A D
Now it's a mighty long way down rock'n'roll, through the Bradford cities and the Oreoles
A D /G-/F#-/E-/D-/C# - /B - /A-/G
And you look like a star but you're still on the dole, all the way from Memphis
Solo: D G D G
A D A D
Yeah it's a mighty long way down rock'n'roll, from the Liverpool docks to the Hollywood Bowl
A D /G-/F#-/E-/D-/C# - /B - /A-/G
And you climb up the mountains 'n you fall down the holes, all the way from Memphis
A D A D
Yeah it's a mighty long way down rock'n'roll, as your name gets hot so your heart grows cold
A D /G-/F#-/E-/D-/C# - /B - /A-/G
And you gotta stay young man, you can never be old, all the way from Memphis
A D A D
Yeah it's a mighty long way down rock'n'roll, through the Bradford cities and the Oreoles
A D /G-/F#-/E-/D-/C# - /B - /A-/G
And you look like a star but you're really out on parole, all the way from Memphis
Solo: D G D G
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