Biografía:
Importante cantante y compositor de bonitas melodías folk, su primer sencillo “Taxi” logró un éxito inminente, pero sus primeros dos álbumes, “Head And Trais” y “Sniper And Other Love Songs” no disfrutarían del mismo éxito. Su tercer trabajo, “Short Stories”, permaneció en las listas unos seis meses gracias al sencillo “W.O.L.D.”. El disco “Verities And Balderdash” fue disco de oro y Chapin también consigue una nominación de la Academia por su documental “Legendary Champions” en 1968.
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Otras canciones:
- Cats In The Cradle
- Circle
- Dreams Go By
- Tangled Up Puppet
- Cat’s In The Cradle
- 30000 Pounds Of Bananas
- A Better Place To Be
- A Better Place To Be Version 2
- All My Lifes A Circle
- Any Old Kind Of Day
- Better Place To Be
- Copper
- Coreys Coming
- Coreys Coming Long
- Could You Put Your Light On Please
- Flowers Are Red
- I Wanna Learn A Love Song
- I Wonder What Happened To Him
- I Wonder What Would Happen To This World
- Jenny
- Last Of The Protest Singers
- Last Stand
- Let Time Go Lightly
- Mail Order Annie
- Mr Tanner
- November Rains
- Old Folkie
- Poor Damned Fool
- Remember When The Music
- Saturday Morning
- Sequel
- She Is Always Seventeen
- Shooting Star
- Six String Orchestra
- Story Of A Life
- Stranger With The Melodies
- Sunday Morning Sunshine
- Taxi
- The Rock
- The Shortest Story
- What Made America Famous
- Wold
- You Are The Only Song
¡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!
The Recorded version is in E, but I find it's much easier to play in G.
Bar the Cm, all the other chords are standard.
G
It was just after dark when the truck started down
C Cm G
the hill that leads into Scranton Pennsylvania.
F Em Dm G
Carrying thirty thousand pounds of bananas.
F Em Dm G
Carrying thirty thousand pounds of bananas.
G
He was a young driver,
C Cm
just out on his second job.
G
And he was carrying the next day's pasty fruits
C Cm
for everyone in that coal-scarred city
G
where children play without despair
C Cm G
in backyard slag-piles and folks manage to eat each day
F Em.....
about thirty thousand .....
G
He passed a sign that he should have seen,
C Cm G
saying "shift to low gear, a fifty dollar fine my friend."
C Cm
He was thinking perhaps about the warm-breathed woman
G
who was waiting at the journey's end.
C Cm
He started down the two mile drop,
G D
the curving road that wound from the top of the hill.
D D G
He was pushing on through the shortening miles that ran down to the depot.
G
Just a few more miles to go,
C Cm G
then he'd go home and have her ease his long, cramped day away.
F....
and the smell of thirty
G C Cm G
He was picking speed as the city spread its twinkling lights below him.
G C
But he paid no heed as the shivering thoughts of the nights
Cm G
delights went through him.
Dm (strum) Dm(strum)
His foot nudged the brakes to slow him down.
G
But the pedal floored easy without a sound.
D
He said "Christ!"
G
It was funny how he had named the only man who could save him now.
C Cm
He was trapped inside a dead-end hellslide,
G
riding on his fear-hunched back
C Cm G
was every one of those yellow green
F
I'm telling you thirty....
G C Cm
He barely made the sweeping curve that led into the steepest grade.
G C Cm
And he missed the thankful passing bus at ninety miles an hour.
G D
And he said "God, make it a dream!"
F C G
as he rode his last ride down.
G D
And he said "God, make it a dream!"
F C G
as he rode his last ride down.
Cm(strum)
And he sideswiped nineteen neat parked cars,
G(strum)
clipped off thirteen telephone poles,
Cm(strum)
hit two houses, bruised eight trees,
G(strum)
and Blue-Crossed seven people.
Dm
it was then he lost his head,
G
not to mention an arm or two before he stopped.
Dm
And he smeared for four hundred yards
G
along the hill that leads into Scranton, Pennsylvania.
F
All those thirty.....
G
You know the man who told me about it on the bus,
C Cm
as it went up the hill out of Scranton, Pennsylvania,
Dm
he shrugged his shoulders, he shook his head,
G
and he said (and this is exactly what he said)
N.C.
"Boy that sure must've been something.
Just imagine thirty thousand pounds of bananas.
F Em Dm G
Yes, there were thirty thousand pounds of mashed bananas.
From Greatest Stories Live: Ending #1
G
Yes, we have no bananas,
C D
We have no bananas today
(Spoken: And if that wasn't enough)
G
Yes, we have no bananas,
C D
Bananas in Scranton, P A
Ending #2:
G C Cm
A woman walks into her room where her child lies sleeping,
G
and when she sees his eyes are closed,
C Cm G
she sits there, silently weeping,
Dm G
and though she lives in Scranton, Pennsylvania
Dm G
She never ever eats ... Bananas
F Em Dm G
Not one of thirty thousand pounds .... of bananas
Tabbed by Archibald Edmund Binns
Pueblano '09
Bar the Cm, all the other chords are standard.
G
It was just after dark when the truck started down
C Cm G
the hill that leads into Scranton Pennsylvania.
F Em Dm G
Carrying thirty thousand pounds of bananas.
F Em Dm G
Carrying thirty thousand pounds of bananas.
G
He was a young driver,
C Cm
just out on his second job.
G
And he was carrying the next day's pasty fruits
C Cm
for everyone in that coal-scarred city
G
where children play without despair
C Cm G
in backyard slag-piles and folks manage to eat each day
F Em.....
about thirty thousand .....
G
He passed a sign that he should have seen,
C Cm G
saying "shift to low gear, a fifty dollar fine my friend."
C Cm
He was thinking perhaps about the warm-breathed woman
G
who was waiting at the journey's end.
C Cm
He started down the two mile drop,
G D
the curving road that wound from the top of the hill.
D D G
He was pushing on through the shortening miles that ran down to the depot.
G
Just a few more miles to go,
C Cm G
then he'd go home and have her ease his long, cramped day away.
F....
and the smell of thirty
G C Cm G
He was picking speed as the city spread its twinkling lights below him.
G C
But he paid no heed as the shivering thoughts of the nights
Cm G
delights went through him.
Dm (strum) Dm(strum)
His foot nudged the brakes to slow him down.
G
But the pedal floored easy without a sound.
D
He said "Christ!"
G
It was funny how he had named the only man who could save him now.
C Cm
He was trapped inside a dead-end hellslide,
G
riding on his fear-hunched back
C Cm G
was every one of those yellow green
F
I'm telling you thirty....
G C Cm
He barely made the sweeping curve that led into the steepest grade.
G C Cm
And he missed the thankful passing bus at ninety miles an hour.
G D
And he said "God, make it a dream!"
F C G
as he rode his last ride down.
G D
And he said "God, make it a dream!"
F C G
as he rode his last ride down.
Cm(strum)
And he sideswiped nineteen neat parked cars,
G(strum)
clipped off thirteen telephone poles,
Cm(strum)
hit two houses, bruised eight trees,
G(strum)
and Blue-Crossed seven people.
Dm
it was then he lost his head,
G
not to mention an arm or two before he stopped.
Dm
And he smeared for four hundred yards
G
along the hill that leads into Scranton, Pennsylvania.
F
All those thirty.....
G
You know the man who told me about it on the bus,
C Cm
as it went up the hill out of Scranton, Pennsylvania,
Dm
he shrugged his shoulders, he shook his head,
G
and he said (and this is exactly what he said)
N.C.
"Boy that sure must've been something.
Just imagine thirty thousand pounds of bananas.
F Em Dm G
Yes, there were thirty thousand pounds of mashed bananas.
From Greatest Stories Live: Ending #1
G
Yes, we have no bananas,
C D
We have no bananas today
(Spoken: And if that wasn't enough)
G
Yes, we have no bananas,
C D
Bananas in Scranton, P A
Ending #2:
G C Cm
A woman walks into her room where her child lies sleeping,
G
and when she sees his eyes are closed,
C Cm G
she sits there, silently weeping,
Dm G
and though she lives in Scranton, Pennsylvania
Dm G
She never ever eats ... Bananas
F Em Dm G
Not one of thirty thousand pounds .... of bananas
Tabbed by Archibald Edmund Binns
Pueblano '09
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