Biografía:
Banda norteamericana de los 90's. Su música parece reflejo de un ánimo decaído pero también de uno sereno y leve, suave y a veces agresivo. La voz de Mark Kozelek, así como su guitarra con la fuerza de la banda restante, ofrecen un ambiente lleno de oscilaciones y pendientes. Su música da perfecta cuenta del underground de la decada pasada.
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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!
Artist: Red House Painters
Song: Byrd Joel
Album: Old Ramon
Tabbed By: Don Tago
email: [email protected]
Standard Tuning: (Capo III)
-you have to listen to the song to get the rythum, its
kinda complicated/
Intro: C F C F C F C
Verse (Same Chords for all verse)
C F C F C F C
My baby sleeps in blue Warm and naked pale and pretty
I feel the seventh wave Of the ocean in the motion
I feel a brand new sickness Coming over me like a storm
Used to feel so good beside her
There next to her my arm around her
Verse
She fell like flowers Petals where carried out on my old wind
Landed down in the centre of this Lonely white grip of winter
She brought these gifts of love I carried down in my pocket
I set then on my shelves And on the night stand by my bed
Chorus: (same chords for all chorus)
G F C F C
She sleeps and won't come back again
From pretty dreams that keep her
My baby won't back again
I feel so lost without her
Song: Byrd Joel
Album: Old Ramon
Tabbed By: Don Tago
email: [email protected]
Standard Tuning: (Capo III)
-you have to listen to the song to get the rythum, its
kinda complicated/
Intro: C F C F C F C
Verse (Same Chords for all verse)
C F C F C F C
My baby sleeps in blue Warm and naked pale and pretty
I feel the seventh wave Of the ocean in the motion
I feel a brand new sickness Coming over me like a storm
Used to feel so good beside her
There next to her my arm around her
Verse
She fell like flowers Petals where carried out on my old wind
Landed down in the centre of this Lonely white grip of winter
She brought these gifts of love I carried down in my pocket
I set then on my shelves And on the night stand by my bed
Chorus: (same chords for all chorus)
G F C F C
She sleeps and won't come back again
From pretty dreams that keep her
My baby won't back again
I feel so lost without her
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