Biografía:
The Bland is a six-piece folk-rock band from Sweden.
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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: The Bland
Song: Anno 1911
[Intro]
Em C G
Em C D
G G F F
G
[Verse 1]
G F G
They say at the age of hundred years you should’ve seen it all
G F G
That was what I was told the day I was born in 1911
C
To see a thousand shooting stars oh yes, I’ve heard that story …
G F G
… too the sound of war and people riding on the moon
F G
My thoughts they fly around me in my room
F G
I’m resting here awaiting my doom
[Verse 2]
G F G
In the dawning of my days a wealthy looking family came to me
G F G
They did promise they would treat me well, but that I didn’t see
C
I wanna hear the people sing oh yes (Oh yes), that’s what I wanna …
G F G
… do the stride, go away until you hit the shore
F G
I’m still aware of what I was before.
F G
I need someone to free my from my bore
[Interlude]
Em C G
Ahh
Em C D
Ahh
G G F G
[Verse 3]
G F G
Enter me that’s what I told the younglings here, as they drew closer to my door
G F G
Tear me down I’m tired of the silent life, heal me and I I’ll never go away
C
My floors they’re gonna shake the earth oh yes (oh yes). Let it happen …
G F G
… soon I’ll be back to wooden pieces all again.
F G
Perhaps you’ll be the one to make me sane.
F G
I hope this waiting hasn’t been in vain.
[Coda]
Em C G
Ahh
Em C G
Ahh
Em C G
Ahh
Em C D G
Ahh
Song: Anno 1911
[Intro]
Em C G
Em C D
G G F F
G
[Verse 1]
G F G
They say at the age of hundred years you should’ve seen it all
G F G
That was what I was told the day I was born in 1911
C
To see a thousand shooting stars oh yes, I’ve heard that story …
G F G
… too the sound of war and people riding on the moon
F G
My thoughts they fly around me in my room
F G
I’m resting here awaiting my doom
[Verse 2]
G F G
In the dawning of my days a wealthy looking family came to me
G F G
They did promise they would treat me well, but that I didn’t see
C
I wanna hear the people sing oh yes (Oh yes), that’s what I wanna …
G F G
… do the stride, go away until you hit the shore
F G
I’m still aware of what I was before.
F G
I need someone to free my from my bore
[Interlude]
Em C G
Ahh
Em C D
Ahh
G G F G
[Verse 3]
G F G
Enter me that’s what I told the younglings here, as they drew closer to my door
G F G
Tear me down I’m tired of the silent life, heal me and I I’ll never go away
C
My floors they’re gonna shake the earth oh yes (oh yes). Let it happen …
G F G
… soon I’ll be back to wooden pieces all again.
F G
Perhaps you’ll be the one to make me sane.
F G
I hope this waiting hasn’t been in vain.
[Coda]
Em C G
Ahh
Em C G
Ahh
Em C G
Ahh
Em C D G
Ahh
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