Biografía:
Bec Sandridge is a singer/songwriter originally based in Stanwell Park, New South Wales in the Northern Illawarra region of Australia. She originally began her musical career as one half of the gypsy-folk group Mad Polly, playing lead guitar and contributing backing vocals, before taking it upon herself to pursue a solo career after the band went on hiatus. Her debut 3-track EP, What Was Left, was released in early 2011, followed by the release of her Lyons and Bees EP in early 2012.
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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]
| Dm | Dm Em | F | F Em | x3
(first time play D, E, F octaves only)
[Verse 1]
Dm F
Go, gotta leave this town
Dm F
And break these columns down
Dm F
Oh I'm holding from your skin
Dm F
And don’t let the fucker in
[Chorus 1]
Bb Dm
Well it’s hard enough to hear you're sorry
Bb Dm
And I was dancing on my own
Bb Dm Bb G Dm
It’s a fine line to a broken promise but you knew this all along.
[Interlude]
| Dm | Dm Em | F | F Em | x2
[Verse 2]
Dm F
Go, gotta leave this town
Dm F
And break these columns down
Dm F
Oh I'm holding from your skin
Dm F
And don’t let the fuckers in
[Chorus 2]
Bb Dm
Well it’s hard enough to hear you're sorry
Bb Dm
And I was dancing on my own
Bb Dm Bb G Dm
It’s a fine line to a broken promise but you knew this all along.
[Outro]
Dm
Baby baby, you’re a fucking joke
Bb F
I think it’s funny you feel a little cold
C
You got a hunger you can’t control
Dm A Dm
And now I’m leaving, you say "Ooo, don’t you go".
Dm
Baby baby, you’re a fucking joke
Bb F
I think it’s funny you feel a little cold
C
You got a hunger like a horse
Dm A Dm
And now I’m leaving, you say "Ooo, don’t you go".
[Instrumental]
| Dm | Dm Em | F | F Em | x4
| Dm | Dm Em | F | F Em | x3
(first time play D, E, F octaves only)
[Verse 1]
Dm F
Go, gotta leave this town
Dm F
And break these columns down
Dm F
Oh I'm holding from your skin
Dm F
And don’t let the fucker in
[Chorus 1]
Bb Dm
Well it’s hard enough to hear you're sorry
Bb Dm
And I was dancing on my own
Bb Dm Bb G Dm
It’s a fine line to a broken promise but you knew this all along.
[Interlude]
| Dm | Dm Em | F | F Em | x2
[Verse 2]
Dm F
Go, gotta leave this town
Dm F
And break these columns down
Dm F
Oh I'm holding from your skin
Dm F
And don’t let the fuckers in
[Chorus 2]
Bb Dm
Well it’s hard enough to hear you're sorry
Bb Dm
And I was dancing on my own
Bb Dm Bb G Dm
It’s a fine line to a broken promise but you knew this all along.
[Outro]
Dm
Baby baby, you’re a fucking joke
Bb F
I think it’s funny you feel a little cold
C
You got a hunger you can’t control
Dm A Dm
And now I’m leaving, you say "Ooo, don’t you go".
Dm
Baby baby, you’re a fucking joke
Bb F
I think it’s funny you feel a little cold
C
You got a hunger like a horse
Dm A Dm
And now I’m leaving, you say "Ooo, don’t you go".
[Instrumental]
| Dm | Dm Em | F | F Em | x4
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