Biografía:
MUSIKANTO walks the line between Indie-Blues and Urban Americana, while borrowing elements of Experimental Folk and broken-down Orchestral music. The Chicago songwriter grew up listening to his father's obscure folk and roots rock records and the music of Fraser and Debolt and Jerry Hahn. With a propensity toward heartbreaking ballads and melodic melodrama, MUSIKANTO's songs survive the bite of a Chicago Winter and the soul of a Midwestern bon-fire.
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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]
C C7 F F
C G C C
[Verse]
C C7 F
Oh, let me into my photograph
C
I wanna draw on my eyes
G C
Over borderlines and the moments that held me there
C C7 F
And I, I see my highway from the kitchen window
C
And the cars
G C
All lined up in a string of red pearls
[Chorus]
Am G F
Well I hold my tongue
Am G F
While the others sing my songs
Am G F
And I feel like a friend
Am G F
To a woman that's all but mine
F
Am G F
And I'm so caught up
Am G F
In being unkind
Am G F
But I'm just real afraid
Am G F
Gonna be like this the rest of my life
Am G F
I'm gonna be like this the rest of my life
G C
Buring like a ghost on fire
C
[Verse]
C C7
Mm, 's in your ear
F C
How long has it been since we sinned
G C
I've got you held up like a bank that won't give
C C7 F
And I'm lying low in the window cave of the third floor
C
Where the sun
G C
Weighs heavy like a lumbermen's revolver
[Chorus]
Am G F
And I try so hard
Am G F
Not to say what I mean
Am G F
Change the words
Am G F
Gotta stay inbetween
F
Am G F
And I'm so caught up
Am G F
In being unkind
Am G F
But I'm just real afraid
Am G F
Gonna be like this the rest of my life
Am G F
Be like this the rest of my life
G C
Buring like a ghost on fire
C
C C7 F F
C G C C
[Verse]
C C7 F
Oh, let me into my photograph
C
I wanna draw on my eyes
G C
Over borderlines and the moments that held me there
C C7 F
And I, I see my highway from the kitchen window
C
And the cars
G C
All lined up in a string of red pearls
[Chorus]
Am G F
Well I hold my tongue
Am G F
While the others sing my songs
Am G F
And I feel like a friend
Am G F
To a woman that's all but mine
F
Am G F
And I'm so caught up
Am G F
In being unkind
Am G F
But I'm just real afraid
Am G F
Gonna be like this the rest of my life
Am G F
I'm gonna be like this the rest of my life
G C
Buring like a ghost on fire
C
[Verse]
C C7
Mm, 's in your ear
F C
How long has it been since we sinned
G C
I've got you held up like a bank that won't give
C C7 F
And I'm lying low in the window cave of the third floor
C
Where the sun
G C
Weighs heavy like a lumbermen's revolver
[Chorus]
Am G F
And I try so hard
Am G F
Not to say what I mean
Am G F
Change the words
Am G F
Gotta stay inbetween
F
Am G F
And I'm so caught up
Am G F
In being unkind
Am G F
But I'm just real afraid
Am G F
Gonna be like this the rest of my life
Am G F
Be like this the rest of my life
G C
Buring like a ghost on fire
C
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