Biografía:
Scott Walker (9 de enero de 1943 - 24 de marzo de 2019) fue un brillante cantante/compositor americano dado a recluirse que ha vivido en Inglaterra durante los últimos 40 años. Noel Scott Engel, su nombre real, tuvo una efímera carrera en EE.UU. en su adolescencia antes de irse a Inglaterra en 1965 para librarse del servicio militar. Como líder de los llamados Walker Brothers (no eran hermanos), se convirtió en una estrella de la invasión británica.
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- Duchess
- Rhymes Of Goodbye
- 30 Century Man
- All My Loves Laughter
- Another Tear Falls
- Copenhagen
- Farmer In The City
- First Love Never Dies
- Glory Road
- In My Room
- Its Raining Today
- Jackie
- Joanna
- Lights Of Cincinnati
- Love Her
- Montague Terrace In Blue
- Mrs Murphy
- My Way Home
- Nite Flights
- No Easy Way Down
- On Your Own Again
- Rosary
- Someone Who Cared
- Sons Of
- Stay With Me Baby
- Thanks For Chicago Mr James
- The Bridge
- The Girls And The Dogs
- The Old Mans Back Again
- The Rope And The Colt
- The Seventh Seal
- The Sun Aint Gonna Shine Anymore
- Tilt
- Where Love Has Died
- Young Man Cried
- Youre All Around Me
¡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!
Jackie
(Brel/Jouannest/Shuman)
Intro: Gm Dm x4
Verse 1
Gm Dm Gm Dm Gm
And if one day I should become a singer with a Spanish bum
Dm Gm Dm
Who sings for women of great virtue
Gm Dm Gm Dm Gm
I'd sing to them with a guitar I'd borrowed from a coffee bar
Dm Gm Dm
Well, what you don't know doesn't hurt you!
G Gmaj7 Gmaj6
My name would be Antonio and all my bridges I would burn
Gmaj7 G Am D Am D
And when I gave them some they'd know I'd expect something in return
Am Am(maj7) Am7
I'd have to get drunk every night and talk about virility
Am6 B7
With some old Grandmama who might be decked out like a Christmas tree
Em Bm Em Bm Em
And though pink elephants I'd see, though I'd be drunk as I could be
Bm Em Am7 G
Still I would sing my song to me about the time they called me Jackie
Chorus
G Gmaj7 Gmaj6 Gmaj7
If I could be for only an hour
G Gmaj7 Am D
If I could be for an hour every day
Am Am(maj7) Am7 Am6
If I could be for just one little hour
D Gm Dm Gm Dm
A cute cute in a stupid-assed way
Verse 2
Gm Dm Gm Dm Gm
And if I joined the social world, became procurer of young girls
Dm Gm Dm
Then I would have my own bordellos
Gm Dm Gm Dm Gm
My record would be number one and I'd sell records by the ton
Dm Gm Dm
All sung by many other fellows
G Gmaj7 Gmaj6
My name would then be Handsome Jack and I'd sell boats of opium
Gmaj7 G Am7 D Am7 D
Whisky that came from Twickenham, authentic queers and phoney virgins
Am Am(maj7) Am7
If I had banks on every finger, a finger in every country
Am6 B7
And all the countries ruled by me I'd still know where I'd want to be
Em Bm Em Bm Em
Locked up inside my opium den surrounded by some Chinamen
Bm Em Am7 G
I'd sing the song that I sang then about the time they called me Jackie
repeat chorus
Verse 3
Gm Dm Gm Dm Gm
Now tell me wouldn't it be nice that if one day in Paradise
Dm Gm Dm
I'd sing for all the ladies up there
Gm Dm Gm Dm Gm
And they would sing along with me, we'd be so happy, that'd be
Dm Gm Dm
'Cos down below is really nowhere
G Gmaj7 Gmaj6
And if my name were Juniper and I would know where I was going
Gmaj7 G Am7 D Am7 D
And I would become all-knowing, my beard so very long and flowing
Am Am(maj7) Am7
If I became deaf, dumb and blind because I pitied all mankind
Am6
And broke my heart to make things right
B7
I'd know that every single night
Em Bm Em Bm Em
When my angelic work was through the angels and the Devil too
Bm Em Am7 G
Would sing my childhood song to me about the time they called me Jackie
repeat chorus
Gm Dm x4 end on G
(Brel/Jouannest/Shuman)
Intro: Gm Dm x4
Verse 1
Gm Dm Gm Dm Gm
And if one day I should become a singer with a Spanish bum
Dm Gm Dm
Who sings for women of great virtue
Gm Dm Gm Dm Gm
I'd sing to them with a guitar I'd borrowed from a coffee bar
Dm Gm Dm
Well, what you don't know doesn't hurt you!
G Gmaj7 Gmaj6
My name would be Antonio and all my bridges I would burn
Gmaj7 G Am D Am D
And when I gave them some they'd know I'd expect something in return
Am Am(maj7) Am7
I'd have to get drunk every night and talk about virility
Am6 B7
With some old Grandmama who might be decked out like a Christmas tree
Em Bm Em Bm Em
And though pink elephants I'd see, though I'd be drunk as I could be
Bm Em Am7 G
Still I would sing my song to me about the time they called me Jackie
Chorus
G Gmaj7 Gmaj6 Gmaj7
If I could be for only an hour
G Gmaj7 Am D
If I could be for an hour every day
Am Am(maj7) Am7 Am6
If I could be for just one little hour
D Gm Dm Gm Dm
A cute cute in a stupid-assed way
Verse 2
Gm Dm Gm Dm Gm
And if I joined the social world, became procurer of young girls
Dm Gm Dm
Then I would have my own bordellos
Gm Dm Gm Dm Gm
My record would be number one and I'd sell records by the ton
Dm Gm Dm
All sung by many other fellows
G Gmaj7 Gmaj6
My name would then be Handsome Jack and I'd sell boats of opium
Gmaj7 G Am7 D Am7 D
Whisky that came from Twickenham, authentic queers and phoney virgins
Am Am(maj7) Am7
If I had banks on every finger, a finger in every country
Am6 B7
And all the countries ruled by me I'd still know where I'd want to be
Em Bm Em Bm Em
Locked up inside my opium den surrounded by some Chinamen
Bm Em Am7 G
I'd sing the song that I sang then about the time they called me Jackie
repeat chorus
Verse 3
Gm Dm Gm Dm Gm
Now tell me wouldn't it be nice that if one day in Paradise
Dm Gm Dm
I'd sing for all the ladies up there
Gm Dm Gm Dm Gm
And they would sing along with me, we'd be so happy, that'd be
Dm Gm Dm
'Cos down below is really nowhere
G Gmaj7 Gmaj6
And if my name were Juniper and I would know where I was going
Gmaj7 G Am7 D Am7 D
And I would become all-knowing, my beard so very long and flowing
Am Am(maj7) Am7
If I became deaf, dumb and blind because I pitied all mankind
Am6
And broke my heart to make things right
B7
I'd know that every single night
Em Bm Em Bm Em
When my angelic work was through the angels and the Devil too
Bm Em Am7 G
Would sing my childhood song to me about the time they called me Jackie
repeat chorus
Gm Dm x4 end on G
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