Biografía:
Gordie Sampson is a musical whirlwind, perpetually creating – a brilliant writer, an innovative producer, and a dynamic performer.
Gordie's musical genius is applauded by audiences and industry players alike. From his national debut in the early 90's to his presence today on the Nashville writing scene where international recording stars are discovering and recording his material including Faith Hill “Paris” , George Canyon “ My Name”
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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!
Am C
I am a simple man
G Dm
I learned to work with my hands out here on these waves
Am
Sha, la, la, la, la, la
C
I guess I've always known
G Dm
I would die alone here one cold November day
Am
Sha, la, la, la, la, la
C
I heard that you did take
G Dm
My brother in the morning another without warning
Am
Sha, la, la, la, la, la
C G Dm
And who am I to think that I'd be any different as God as my witness
Am C
I saw Davy Jones underneath the water
G Am C Dm
With a thousand of my fathers calling me home
G F C …Am
And I saw Davy Jones wavin' his black flag countin' up his bones
C
They say when I was five
G Dm
The day I cast my first line I fell over the port side
Am
Sha, la, la, la, la, la
C
As I was sinkin' down
G Dm
I heard my mama singing, I heard the church bells ringing
Am
Sha, la, la, la, la, la
C G
But when they pulled me in I felt him tuggin' my hand
Am C
I saw Davy Jones underneath the water
G Am C Dm
With a thousand of my fathers calling me home
G F C …Am
And I saw Davy Jones wavin' his black flag countin' up his bones
C
Now the waves have snapped the mast
G Dm …Am
I'm takin' water so fast I let go of the lines
C G
And I could feel my father's stare from beyond the grave somewhere
Dm …Am
As I fail him one last time '
C G
Cause I would never be the man he thought I should be
Dm …Am
The lesser of his sons
C G
So Jesus help me now, help me to forgive him
Dm
Before the darkness floods in
Am C
I saw Davy Jones underneath the water
G Am C Dm
With a thousand of my fathers calling me home
G F C
And I saw Davy Jones wavin' his black flag countin' up his bones
I am a simple man
G Dm
I learned to work with my hands out here on these waves
Am
Sha, la, la, la, la, la
C
I guess I've always known
G Dm
I would die alone here one cold November day
Am
Sha, la, la, la, la, la
C
I heard that you did take
G Dm
My brother in the morning another without warning
Am
Sha, la, la, la, la, la
C G Dm
And who am I to think that I'd be any different as God as my witness
Am C
I saw Davy Jones underneath the water
G Am C Dm
With a thousand of my fathers calling me home
G F C …Am
And I saw Davy Jones wavin' his black flag countin' up his bones
C
They say when I was five
G Dm
The day I cast my first line I fell over the port side
Am
Sha, la, la, la, la, la
C
As I was sinkin' down
G Dm
I heard my mama singing, I heard the church bells ringing
Am
Sha, la, la, la, la, la
C G
But when they pulled me in I felt him tuggin' my hand
Am C
I saw Davy Jones underneath the water
G Am C Dm
With a thousand of my fathers calling me home
G F C …Am
And I saw Davy Jones wavin' his black flag countin' up his bones
C
Now the waves have snapped the mast
G Dm …Am
I'm takin' water so fast I let go of the lines
C G
And I could feel my father's stare from beyond the grave somewhere
Dm …Am
As I fail him one last time '
C G
Cause I would never be the man he thought I should be
Dm …Am
The lesser of his sons
C G
So Jesus help me now, help me to forgive him
Dm
Before the darkness floods in
Am C
I saw Davy Jones underneath the water
G Am C Dm
With a thousand of my fathers calling me home
G F C
And I saw Davy Jones wavin' his black flag countin' up his bones
Gordon Peterson
Gorgeous Bully
Gorgon City
Gori & Nekro
Goribor
Gossling
Gostwyck
Got
Gotan Project
Goth Babe