Biografía:
Townes Van Zandt nació en la ciudad de Fort Worth, en el estado de Texas, en el seno de una adinerada familia relacionada con el negocio del petróleo. Era descendiente de Isaac Van Zandt, que tuvo un importante papel político en la época en que Texas fue un estado independiente.
Comenzó su carrera como cantante de folk a mediados de la década de 1960, tocando en clubes como Sand Mountain y Old Quarter, en Houston (Texas). En su primera época conoció a otros músicos texanos que tendrían una gran influencia en su obra
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Otras canciones:
- At My Window
- Be Here To Love Me
- Cocaine Blues
- Colorado Girl
- Dead Flowers
- Pancho And Lefty
- Poncho and Lefty
- To Live Is To Fly
- Upon My Soul
- Waiting Around To Die
- Waiting Round To Die
- A Song For
- Aint Leavin Your Love
- Alone And Forsaken
- Ballad Of Ira Hayes
- Big Country Blues
- Black Crow Blues
- Black Jack Mama
- Blue Wind Blew
- Brand New Companion
- Brother Flower
- Buckskin Stallion Blues
- Columbine
- Come Tomorrow
- Cowboy Junkies Lament
- Delta Momma Blues
- Dollar Bill Blues
- Dont Let The Sunshine Fool Ya
- Dont Take It Too Bad
- Dont You Take It Too Bad
- Fare Thee Well Miss Carousel
- Flyin Shoes
- For The Sake Of The Song
- Fraulein
- Greensboro Woman
- Heavenly Houseboat Blues
- Hey Willie Boy
- High Low And In Between
- Highway Kind
- I Aint Ever Satisfied
- If I Needed You
- Ill Be Here In The Morning
- Indian Cowboy
- Ira Hayes
- Kathleen
- Katie Belle Blue
- Like A Summer Thursday
- Little Willie The Gambler
- Loretta
- Lovers Lullaby
- Lungs
- Many A Fine Lady
- Marie
- Mr Mudd And Mr Gold
- My Proud Mountains
- No Deal
- No Place To Fall
- None But The Rain
- Nothin
- Only Him Or Me
- Our Mother The Mountain
- Pueblo Waltz
- Quicksilver Daydreams Of Maria
- Rake
- Rexs Blues
- Sad Cinderella
- Saint John The Gambler
- Second Lovers Song
- She Came And She Touched Me
- Sixteen Summers Fifteen Falls
- Snake Mountain Blues
- Snake Song
- Snow Dont Fall
- Snowin On Raton
- St John The Gambler
- Still Looking For You
- Tecumseh Valley
- Texas River Song
- The Catfish Song
- The Hole
- The Silver Ships Of Andilar
- Tower Song
- Turnstyled Junkpiled
- Two Girls
- Two Hands
- Waitin Around To Die
- Waiting For The Day
- When He Offers His Hand
- When Shes Acting This Way
- When Your Dream Lovers Die
- White Freight Liner Blues
- White Freightliner Blues
- You Are Not Needed Now
¡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!
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Submitted by Neal
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C Am Em Am Dm
Well a diamond fades quickly when matched to the face of Maria
F G F G C
All the harps they sound empty when she lifts her lips to the sky
C Am Em Am Dm
The brown of her skin makes her hair seem a soft golden rainfall
F G F G C
That spills from the mountains to the bottomless depths of her eyes
Well, she stands all around me her hands slowly sifting the sunshine
All the laughter that lingered down deep 'neath her smilin' is free
Well, it spins and it twirls like a hummingbird lost in the mornin'
And caresses the south wind and silently sails to the sea
Ah, the sculptor stands stricken and the artist he throws away his brushes
When her image comes dancin' the sun she turns sullen with shame
And the birds they go silent the wind stops his sad mournful singin'
When the trees of the forest start gently to whisperin' her name
So as softly she wanders I'll desperately follow her footsteps
And I'll chase after shadows that offer a trace of her sigh
Ah, they promise eternally that she lies hidden within them
But I find they've deceived me and sadly I bid them goodbye
So the serpent slides slowly away with his moments of laughter
And the old washer woman has finished her cleanin' and gone
But the bamboo hangs heavy in the bondage of quicksilver daydreams
And a lonely child longingly looks for a place to belong
Submitted by Neal
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C Am Em Am Dm
Well a diamond fades quickly when matched to the face of Maria
F G F G C
All the harps they sound empty when she lifts her lips to the sky
C Am Em Am Dm
The brown of her skin makes her hair seem a soft golden rainfall
F G F G C
That spills from the mountains to the bottomless depths of her eyes
Well, she stands all around me her hands slowly sifting the sunshine
All the laughter that lingered down deep 'neath her smilin' is free
Well, it spins and it twirls like a hummingbird lost in the mornin'
And caresses the south wind and silently sails to the sea
Ah, the sculptor stands stricken and the artist he throws away his brushes
When her image comes dancin' the sun she turns sullen with shame
And the birds they go silent the wind stops his sad mournful singin'
When the trees of the forest start gently to whisperin' her name
So as softly she wanders I'll desperately follow her footsteps
And I'll chase after shadows that offer a trace of her sigh
Ah, they promise eternally that she lies hidden within them
But I find they've deceived me and sadly I bid them goodbye
So the serpent slides slowly away with his moments of laughter
And the old washer woman has finished her cleanin' and gone
But the bamboo hangs heavy in the bondage of quicksilver daydreams
And a lonely child longingly looks for a place to belong
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