Biografía:
The Von Bondies son un grupo de indie rock/alternativo de la ciudad estadounidense de Detroit, en el estado de Michigan.
Cerca del cambio de milenio, dos ex compañeros de cuarto, Jason Stollsteimer y Marcie Bolen, fueron a un concierto de los japoneses Guitar Wolf. En aquél entonces, Stollsteimer trabajaba como camarero en una bolera. La presentación del grupo les inspiró a crear su propia banda, reclutando así a Lauren Wilcox en el bajo y a Don Blum en la batería.
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TITLE: C'Mon C'Mon
ARTIST: The Von Bondies
TUNING: Standard
**This song is primarily punky downstrokes**
INTRO / VERSE RIFF
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|-2-3-3--5-7-7---------------| |-3-3-3--5-5-5--7-7-7--7-7-7-|
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C D A
On another day, c'mon c'mon
C D A
With these ropes tied tight, can we do no wrong
C D A
Now we grieve 'cause now it's gone
F G E
Things were good when we were young
C D A
When my teeth bite down, I can see the blood
C D A
Of a thousand men who have come and gone
C G A
Now we grieve 'cause now it's gone
F G E
Things were good when we were young
C D A
Is it safe to say, c'mon c'mon
C D A
Was it right to leave, c'mon c'mon
C D A
Will I ever learn, c'mon c'mon
F G E
C'mon C'mon C'mon C'mon
C D A
As I make my way c'mon c'mon
C D A
Through these battered nights that seem too long
C D A
Now we grieve 'cause now it's gone
F G E
Things were good when we were young
C D A
When my teeth bite down, I can see the blood
C D A
Of a thousand men who have come and gone
C G A
Now we grieve 'cause now it's gone
F G E
Things were good when we were young
C D A
Is it safe to say, c'mon c'mon
C D A
Was it right to leave, c'mon c'mon
C D A
Will I ever learn, c'mon c'mon
F G E
C'mon C'mon C'mon C'mon
C D A
Is it safe to say, c'mon c'mon
C D A
Was it right to leave, c'mon c'mon
C D A
Will I ever learn, c'mon c'mon
F G E
C'mon C'mon C'mon C'mon
C D A
And now this day these deepened wounds
C D A
Don't heal so fast, can't hear me croon
C D A
Of a million lies that speak no truth
F G E
Of a time gone by that now is through
C D A
ARTIST: The Von Bondies
TUNING: Standard
**This song is primarily punky downstrokes**
INTRO / VERSE RIFF
|----------------------------| |----------------------------|
|----------------------------| |----------------------------|
|----------------------------| |---------------9-9-9--9-9-9-|
|----------------------------|x3 |-3-3-3--5-5-5--9-9-9--9-9-9-|
|-2-3-3--5-7-7---------------| |-3-3-3--5-5-5--7-7-7--7-7-7-|
|---------------3-5-5--3-5-5-| |-1-1-1--3-3-3--0-0-0--0-0-0-|
C D A
On another day, c'mon c'mon
C D A
With these ropes tied tight, can we do no wrong
C D A
Now we grieve 'cause now it's gone
F G E
Things were good when we were young
C D A
When my teeth bite down, I can see the blood
C D A
Of a thousand men who have come and gone
C G A
Now we grieve 'cause now it's gone
F G E
Things were good when we were young
C D A
Is it safe to say, c'mon c'mon
C D A
Was it right to leave, c'mon c'mon
C D A
Will I ever learn, c'mon c'mon
F G E
C'mon C'mon C'mon C'mon
C D A
As I make my way c'mon c'mon
C D A
Through these battered nights that seem too long
C D A
Now we grieve 'cause now it's gone
F G E
Things were good when we were young
C D A
When my teeth bite down, I can see the blood
C D A
Of a thousand men who have come and gone
C G A
Now we grieve 'cause now it's gone
F G E
Things were good when we were young
C D A
Is it safe to say, c'mon c'mon
C D A
Was it right to leave, c'mon c'mon
C D A
Will I ever learn, c'mon c'mon
F G E
C'mon C'mon C'mon C'mon
C D A
Is it safe to say, c'mon c'mon
C D A
Was it right to leave, c'mon c'mon
C D A
Will I ever learn, c'mon c'mon
F G E
C'mon C'mon C'mon C'mon
C D A
And now this day these deepened wounds
C D A
Don't heal so fast, can't hear me croon
C D A
Of a million lies that speak no truth
F G E
Of a time gone by that now is through
C D A
The War On Drugs
The Waterboys
The Weather Girl (...)
The Weavers
The Weekend
The Whitest Boy (...)
The Whitlams
The Who
The Wild Reeds
The Wild Wild