Biografía:
Here is my bio. I’m Shelly and I’m from Mississippi. I grew up in a town called Clinton, about five miles west of Jackson, Mississippi, but I live in Nashville at the moment. I sing. I write songs. I record the songs that I write, and sometimes songs that I don’t write. I’ve loved music since I can remember loving anything. I’ve been influenced by everyone from…Madonna to Dolly Parton, Joni Mitchell to Janis Joplin, Elton John to Elvis, aerosmith to Lauren Hill, Stevie Wonder to Patti Griffin.
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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 G D C G D
[Verse 1]
C G
It was somethin' as simple
D
As makin' the bed
C G
That kicked off the voice
C G
Inside her head
G
She was smoothin' the sheet
G
With the palm of her hand
D
When the thought struck home
Em F C C
"I don't know who I am"
[Verse 2]
C G
And she sat cross-legged
D
On the bedroom floor
And thought
C G
"There's 3 people in this house
F C
That don't need me anymore."
[Pre-Chorus]
F C
And she cried like a baby
D
In a pile of dirty clothes
[Chorus]
Em B
Oh, should I be more care free
G F#m
Should I be more sexy
C Em B
Should I be more friend, than mom
Em B
And the dryer was buzzin'
G F#m
And the TV was blarin'
Am/C G
And she wanted to call, her mother
[Verse 2]
C G
It was somethin' as simple
D C G
As checkin' in to that cheap motel
F C
Out on Highway 10
Em D
Was it the sting of leavin'
C G
Or usin' her maiden name
Am Em
That took all of the fun
Am F
Out of runnin' away
[Pre-Chorus]
F C
And she cried like a baby
G D
In the tub of room 5
[Chorus]
Em B
Oh, should I be more care free
Em G F#m
Should I be more sexy
C Em B
Should I be more friend, than mom
Em B
And her head was buzzin'
Em G F#m
And the TV was blarin'
Am C G
And she wanted to call, her husband
[Instrumental]
C G C G D
C G D G
[Verse 3]
C G
It was somethin' as simple
D C G
As pickin' up the kids That brought her back
F
to Earth a - gain
Em D
She'd been to the dark side of the moon
C G
She had to keep it to herself
Am Em
So she grabbed Kentucky Fried Chicken
F C G D
For supper
[Chorus]
D Em B
Ah, but she looked more care free
G F#m
And she looked more sexy
Am C B
And she looked more friend, than mom
G Em B
And the table talk was buzzin'
Em F#m
And the TV, it was blarin'
C D
And they all sat and laughed at each other
[Outro]
C G
It was somethin' as simple
D
As not givin' up
G D G
And eight crazy hours
D C G
In the story of love
C G D C G D
[Verse 1]
C G
It was somethin' as simple
D
As makin' the bed
C G
That kicked off the voice
C G
Inside her head
G
She was smoothin' the sheet
G
With the palm of her hand
D
When the thought struck home
Em F C C
"I don't know who I am"
[Verse 2]
C G
And she sat cross-legged
D
On the bedroom floor
And thought
C G
"There's 3 people in this house
F C
That don't need me anymore."
[Pre-Chorus]
F C
And she cried like a baby
D
In a pile of dirty clothes
[Chorus]
Em B
Oh, should I be more care free
G F#m
Should I be more sexy
C Em B
Should I be more friend, than mom
Em B
And the dryer was buzzin'
G F#m
And the TV was blarin'
Am/C G
And she wanted to call, her mother
[Verse 2]
C G
It was somethin' as simple
D C G
As checkin' in to that cheap motel
F C
Out on Highway 10
Em D
Was it the sting of leavin'
C G
Or usin' her maiden name
Am Em
That took all of the fun
Am F
Out of runnin' away
[Pre-Chorus]
F C
And she cried like a baby
G D
In the tub of room 5
[Chorus]
Em B
Oh, should I be more care free
Em G F#m
Should I be more sexy
C Em B
Should I be more friend, than mom
Em B
And her head was buzzin'
Em G F#m
And the TV was blarin'
Am C G
And she wanted to call, her husband
[Instrumental]
C G C G D
C G D G
[Verse 3]
C G
It was somethin' as simple
D C G
As pickin' up the kids That brought her back
F
to Earth a - gain
Em D
She'd been to the dark side of the moon
C G
She had to keep it to herself
Am Em
So she grabbed Kentucky Fried Chicken
F C G D
For supper
[Chorus]
D Em B
Ah, but she looked more care free
G F#m
And she looked more sexy
Am C B
And she looked more friend, than mom
G Em B
And the table talk was buzzin'
Em F#m
And the TV, it was blarin'
C D
And they all sat and laughed at each other
[Outro]
C G
It was somethin' as simple
D
As not givin' up
G D G
And eight crazy hours
D C G
In the story of love
Shelor Family
Shels
Shem Thomas
Shemekia Copelan (...)
Shenandoah