Biografía:
Es uno de los grupos pilares del movimiento rock progresivo, aunque su música no sea rock progresivo al ciento por ciento. Esta banda, formada a principios de los sesenta, adoptó el nombre 'Procol Harum' en 1967. (este nombre, copiado de un gato que tenia Keith, proviene del latín y significa "Más Allá de las cosas", más o menos...)
El líder de la banda era Gary Brooker (vocalista y en los teclados) que componía los temas, mientras el letrista
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Otras canciones:
- A Whiter Shade Of Pale
- A Rum Tale
- A Salty Dog
- A Souvenir Of London
- About To Die
- An Old English Dream
- As Strong As Samson
- Beyond The Pale
- Boredom
- Branyard Story
- Bringing Home
- Cerdes
- Christmas Camel
- Conquistador
- Crucifiction Lane
- Dead Mans Dream
- Devil Came From Kansas
- Fires Which Burnt Brightly
- For Liquorice John
- Good Captain Clack
- Grand Hotel
- Homburg
- Kaleidoscope
- Long Gone Geek
- Magdalene My Regal Zonophone
- Neighbour
- Nothing But The Truth
- Nothing That I Didnt Know
- Piggy Pig Pig
- Pilgrims Progress
- Quite Rightly So
- Salad Days
- Shadow Boxed
- She Wandered Through
- Skip Softly My Moonbeams
- Soldier
- Something Following Me
- Still There Be More
- Sunday Morning
- The Idol
- The Only One
- The Truth Wont Fade Away
- Too Much Between Us
- Tv Ceasar
- Wee Small Hours
- Whaling Stories
- Wish Me Well
- Your Own Choice
¡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!
03 Still there be more
INTRO Bb F C
F C Dm F C G (A,C,D,E)
I'll bathe my eyes in a river of salt
F C Dm F C G (G,B,D,E) F (F,A,Bb,C,)
I'll grow myself right up to the sky
C Bb F
I'll sing in the forest, tear down the trees
C Bb F /A
I'll foul all the fountains and trample the leaves
Bb C A Dm
I'll blacken your Christmas and piss on your door
B Em B Em Bb F C
You'll cry out for mer cy, but still there'll be more
Bb F C
I'll put a blight in the orchard
I'll run wild through the fields
I'll waylay your daughter and kidnap your wife
Savage her sexless and burn out her eyes
I'll blacken your Christmas and piss on your door
You'll cry out for mercy, but still there'll be more
solo on Bb F C
INTRO Bb F C
F C Dm F C G (A,C,D,E)
I'll bathe my eyes in a river of salt
F C Dm F C G (G,B,D,E) F (F,A,Bb,C,)
I'll grow myself right up to the sky
C Bb F
I'll sing in the forest, tear down the trees
C Bb F /A
I'll foul all the fountains and trample the leaves
Bb C A Dm
I'll blacken your Christmas and piss on your door
B Em B Em Bb F C
You'll cry out for mer cy, but still there'll be more
Bb F C
I'll put a blight in the orchard
I'll run wild through the fields
I'll waylay your daughter and kidnap your wife
Savage her sexless and burn out her eyes
I'll blacken your Christmas and piss on your door
You'll cry out for mercy, but still there'll be more
solo on Bb F C
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