Biografía:
Raymond Thomas (Stourport-on-Severn, Worcestershire, England, 29 December 1941 – 4 January 2018) was an English musician, best known as a flautist, singer and composer in the rock band, The Moody Blues.
In the 1950's, Thomas joined the Birmingham Youth Choir. He began singing with various Birmingham blues and soul groups, including the Saints and Sinners as well as the Ramblers. Taking up the harmonica, he then started bands with keyboardist and future Moody Blues bandmate Mike Pinder.
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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!
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Hey Mama Life (Ray Thomas)
D A G A
Hey, hey mama life, is a lonely time
D A G A
For a man, who drinks his whisky, by the jar
D A G A
Now I do believe, the life I lead, won't get me very far
F#m Bm
I was once told, the streets were paved in gold
Em Asus A
Now I know them for what they are
D A G A
Hey, hey mama life, has a sweeter sound
D A G A
For a man, who lives his life, for his dream
D A
Yet he must be aware, there are those who care
G A
And of those who would bring him down
F#m Bm Em Asus A
Separate trust, from your cut and thrust, the truth can still be found
Bm F#m Bm Em
For the crossroads of your life, will lead you almost anywhere
A
You'll see tomorrow
Bm F#m Bm Em A
Your castles in the air, they were never really there
D F#m Bm D
Take the pride from a man, you're left without a meaning
G F#m Em
Take the wings from a bird, how can it fly
D F#m Bm D
Give him hope, give him trust, and a little understanding
G F#m Em
Give him back his pride, you'll be satisfied
D A G A
[Aaaaaaaaaaaahhhh...] x3
D A G G G/F# Em A
Aaaaaaaaaaaahhhh
D A G A
Hey, hey mama life, is a lonely time
D A G A
For a man, who drinks his whisky, by the jar
D A G A
Now I do believe, the life I lead, it won't get me very far
F#m Bm
I was once told, the streets they were paved in gold
Em Asus A
Now I know them for what they are
D A G A
[Aaaaaaaaaahhhh...] Repeat and fade
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Written by: Mick Anderson [email protected]
Contributions by: Shelley Giblin
-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Must be lamb today cause beef was last week =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-
#This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the #
#song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. #
#------------------------------------------------------------------------------##
Hey Mama Life (Ray Thomas)
D A G A
Hey, hey mama life, is a lonely time
D A G A
For a man, who drinks his whisky, by the jar
D A G A
Now I do believe, the life I lead, won't get me very far
F#m Bm
I was once told, the streets were paved in gold
Em Asus A
Now I know them for what they are
D A G A
Hey, hey mama life, has a sweeter sound
D A G A
For a man, who lives his life, for his dream
D A
Yet he must be aware, there are those who care
G A
And of those who would bring him down
F#m Bm Em Asus A
Separate trust, from your cut and thrust, the truth can still be found
Bm F#m Bm Em
For the crossroads of your life, will lead you almost anywhere
A
You'll see tomorrow
Bm F#m Bm Em A
Your castles in the air, they were never really there
D F#m Bm D
Take the pride from a man, you're left without a meaning
G F#m Em
Take the wings from a bird, how can it fly
D F#m Bm D
Give him hope, give him trust, and a little understanding
G F#m Em
Give him back his pride, you'll be satisfied
D A G A
[Aaaaaaaaaaaahhhh...] x3
D A G G G/F# Em A
Aaaaaaaaaaaahhhh
D A G A
Hey, hey mama life, is a lonely time
D A G A
For a man, who drinks his whisky, by the jar
D A G A
Now I do believe, the life I lead, it won't get me very far
F#m Bm
I was once told, the streets they were paved in gold
Em Asus A
Now I know them for what they are
D A G A
[Aaaaaaaaaahhhh...] Repeat and fade
-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Put your problems out with the cat -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-
Written by: Mick Anderson [email protected]
Contributions by: Shelley Giblin
-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Must be lamb today cause beef was last week =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-
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