Biografía:
Chalk it up to the warm weather and cheap drugs or blame it on Buffalo Springfield, but L.A. grinds out its share of guitar-toting folkies. Recalling L.A.'s early folk days, former Colour guitarist and songwriter Luke MacMaster's Romany Rye has picked up what his Laurel canyon counterparts left behind and wandered down a dusty new path. This album is an eight-chapter narrative of despair, love and everything in between, and it's as compelling as old time religion.
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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: G#min, E, B
G#min E B
If tonight is the night then today is my day
G#min E B
that I should hang it all on display
G#min E B
your's was just a loser's game
G#min E B
that I decided I should play
G#min E B
throw your arms around my neck
G#min E B
won't be soon to forget
G#min E B
throw your arms around my neck
G#min E B F# E
won't be soon to forget
G#min E B
felt the winds direction bringing change
G#min E B
clouds so softly full of rain
G#min E B
summer fell an the winter sprang
G#min E B F# E F#
now it's all a feeling I can't get back again
throw your arms around my neck
won't be soon to forget
throw your arms around my neck
won't be soon to forget
Solo: G#min E B
cloudy thoughts against a clear blue sky
when the feeling came I felt like getting high
with no sense to try to find my peace of mind
cause maybe I was born to be dissatisfied
throw your arms around my neck
won't be soon to forget
throw your arms around my neck
won't be soon to forget
G#min E B
If tonight is the night then today is my day
G#min E B
that I should hang it all on display
G#min E B
your's was just a loser's game
G#min E B
that I decided I should play
G#min E B
throw your arms around my neck
G#min E B
won't be soon to forget
G#min E B
throw your arms around my neck
G#min E B F# E
won't be soon to forget
G#min E B
felt the winds direction bringing change
G#min E B
clouds so softly full of rain
G#min E B
summer fell an the winter sprang
G#min E B F# E F#
now it's all a feeling I can't get back again
throw your arms around my neck
won't be soon to forget
throw your arms around my neck
won't be soon to forget
Solo: G#min E B
cloudy thoughts against a clear blue sky
when the feeling came I felt like getting high
with no sense to try to find my peace of mind
cause maybe I was born to be dissatisfied
throw your arms around my neck
won't be soon to forget
throw your arms around my neck
won't be soon to forget
The Ropes
The Rose of Aval (...)
The Rosewood Thi (...)
The Rossington C (...)
The Rotten Picha (...)