Biografía:
Robert Ellidge Wyatt (Bristol el 28 de enero de 1945) destacó como músico y compositor en el sonido Canterbury, movimiento artístico y musical surgido en Inglaterra a finales de los 60. Fue miembro fundador del grupo The Soft Machine, una escisión del grupo The Wilde Flowers, hasta 1971, cuando abandonó la formación para iniciar una carrera en solitarió que lo encumbró como uno de los personajes más interesantes, emocionales y creativos de la música británica de los años 70.
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ROBERT WYATT - HEAPS OF SHEEPS
from the 1997 album "Shleep"
Music and Lyrics by Alfreda Benge, Robert Wyatt, and Brian Eno
tabbed by Tha Funkinator (dwarfmuncher(at)gmail.com)
NOTES:
A lot of this song involves I-IV vamping that I wouldn't quite consider a chord change
(in this case, C# to F#). Play C# as [xx666x], then hammer on the middle and ring finger
in an Am7 shape like [xx867x]
[Verse 1]
C# F# C# F# C#
I realized my fist was clenched, I stretched my fingers to re___ - lax
C# F# C# F# C#
Still not sleep - y, I tried counting sheep
F#7 C#
One by one, leapt across the fence constructed for them
F#7 C#
Right to left, across the fence I had constructed
E C#
Having jumped, they refused further direction
[Verse 2]
C# F# C# F# C#
Each sheep where it land - ed, refusing to exit, remained
F# C# F# C#
Creating a vast wri - thing heap growing fast on the land
F#7 C#
Try as I might, I could not stop them entering, once again,
F#7 C#
Try as they might, not one could leave the stead
E C#
I realize my fists were clenched, I stretch my fingers...
[Verse 3]
C# F# C# F# C#
Each sheep where it land - ed, refusing to exit, remained
F# C# F# C#
Creating a vast wri - thing heap growing quickly at one side
F#7 C#
Try as they might, not one could leave the stead
F#7 C#
Try as they might, not one could leave the stead
E C#
No longer daring to close my eyes, still not sleepy
[CODA]
C# F# C#
Heaps of sheeps, heaps of sheeps... [repeat]
C# C#/G# C#
I realized my goose was cooked, I wandered ship-shape on the shore.
from the 1997 album "Shleep"
Music and Lyrics by Alfreda Benge, Robert Wyatt, and Brian Eno
tabbed by Tha Funkinator (dwarfmuncher(at)gmail.com)
NOTES:
A lot of this song involves I-IV vamping that I wouldn't quite consider a chord change
(in this case, C# to F#). Play C# as [xx666x], then hammer on the middle and ring finger
in an Am7 shape like [xx867x]
[Verse 1]
C# F# C# F# C#
I realized my fist was clenched, I stretched my fingers to re___ - lax
C# F# C# F# C#
Still not sleep - y, I tried counting sheep
F#7 C#
One by one, leapt across the fence constructed for them
F#7 C#
Right to left, across the fence I had constructed
E C#
Having jumped, they refused further direction
[Verse 2]
C# F# C# F# C#
Each sheep where it land - ed, refusing to exit, remained
F# C# F# C#
Creating a vast wri - thing heap growing fast on the land
F#7 C#
Try as I might, I could not stop them entering, once again,
F#7 C#
Try as they might, not one could leave the stead
E C#
I realize my fists were clenched, I stretch my fingers...
[Verse 3]
C# F# C# F# C#
Each sheep where it land - ed, refusing to exit, remained
F# C# F# C#
Creating a vast wri - thing heap growing quickly at one side
F#7 C#
Try as they might, not one could leave the stead
F#7 C#
Try as they might, not one could leave the stead
E C#
No longer daring to close my eyes, still not sleepy
[CODA]
C# F# C#
Heaps of sheeps, heaps of sheeps... [repeat]
C# C#/G# C#
I realized my goose was cooked, I wandered ship-shape on the shore.
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