Biografía:
Norwegian countryrock artist/singer-songwriter.
Jonas Fjeld is a four-time Spellemannprisen award-winning Norwegian country-rock singer/songwriter and guitarist whose career spans several decades, beginning in the 1970s and carrying on well into the new millennium. In addition to his critical accolades, he also enjoyed commercial success, hitting the upper reaches of the Norwegian albums chart with regularity. Born Terje Jensen on September 24, 1952
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When morning comes to America
- Jonas Fjeld
Capo 3.
Am C G Am
My father would shower for work every day
F G Am
He shaved by the ol' radio
C G Am
We' d listen in bed for that rythm each day
F G Am
Wonder how one man could sink down that low
Am C G Am
Then my cousine brought money from worlds faraway
F G Am
With colors and strange sounded names
C G Am
And I search like a sailor to find where they lied
F G Am
promissin' myself I would go there one day
F G C Am
My grandfather gave me an ol' radio
F G C Am
It played foreign stations from crystals that glove
Dm F Am
And just like a comet ready to appear
Dm F Am
I knew it shines much brighter in that new atmosphere
F C G Am
When morning comes to Amerika
Solo vers
Am C G Am
A mother awekens somewhere in the west
F G Am
a child contends from her breast
Am C G Am
Her husband soon joins her and walk down the stair
F G Am
findin' her a ribbon to pull back her hair
F G C Am
My grandfather gave me an ol' radio
F G C Am
It played forein stations from crystals that gloves
Am F C
I knew it shines much brighter in that new atmosphere
F C G C Am
When morning comes to Amerika
F G C Am
When morning comes to Amerika
When morning comes to America
- Jonas Fjeld
Capo 3.
Am C G Am
My father would shower for work every day
F G Am
He shaved by the ol' radio
C G Am
We' d listen in bed for that rythm each day
F G Am
Wonder how one man could sink down that low
Am C G Am
Then my cousine brought money from worlds faraway
F G Am
With colors and strange sounded names
C G Am
And I search like a sailor to find where they lied
F G Am
promissin' myself I would go there one day
F G C Am
My grandfather gave me an ol' radio
F G C Am
It played foreign stations from crystals that glove
Dm F Am
And just like a comet ready to appear
Dm F Am
I knew it shines much brighter in that new atmosphere
F C G Am
When morning comes to Amerika
Solo vers
Am C G Am
A mother awekens somewhere in the west
F G Am
a child contends from her breast
Am C G Am
Her husband soon joins her and walk down the stair
F G Am
findin' her a ribbon to pull back her hair
F G C Am
My grandfather gave me an ol' radio
F G C Am
It played forein stations from crystals that gloves
Am F C
I knew it shines much brighter in that new atmosphere
F C G C Am
When morning comes to Amerika
F G C Am
When morning comes to Amerika
Jonas Park
Jonatan Cerrada
Jonatan Leandoer (...)
Jonatha Eng
Jonathan & Keaga (...)
Jonathan Gabriel (...)
Jonathan Holmqui (...)
Jonathan Jacobi
Jonathan Johanss (...)
Jonathan Jones