Biografía:
Melbourne sextet The Tiger & Me weave a rare mixture of styles and sounds as three lead vocalists exchange and merge tunes from whispered ballad to fevered maelstrom, from charming pop to explosive, dirty rock.
In 2012 they signed to ABC Music's imprint label “Four|Four” (Tim Rogers, Boy in a Box), before collaborating with ARIA-nominated producer Steven Schram (Little Birdy, The Cat Empire, Little Red) to create their second full-length album, The Drifter’s Dawn.
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I Left The Wolves Behind That Night
by The Tiger & Me
Dm A
I walked into a foreign town,
Dm A
A land long left behind.
Dm Gm
I sat beside an acacia tree,
Dm A Dm A
And a fountain of red wine.
Dm A
A blind old man with a bible in his hand,
Dm A
Is struggling through the sand.
Dm Gm
A poor boy dressed in rags in tow,
Dm A Dm A
He leads him by the hand.
Dm Bb
And I left the wolves behind that night,
F Am
I left them where they fell.
Dm Bb
I slayed them one by one that night,
F Am
Beneath the old cathedral bell.
Dm A
I sang: “Ladada, ladada, la da, dadada,
Dm A
Ladada, ladada, dada da da la da,
Dm Gm Dm
Ladada, ladada, la da, da da da,
A Dm
Ladada, la da da.
Dm A
The old man took me by the hand,
Dm A
And he led me to the well.
Dm Gm
And I said: “I am not a killer or a thief,
Dm A Dm A
But there are other pathways to Hell.”
Dm A
And he said: “Worry not about what has passed,
Dm A
And live without regret.
Dm Gm
Think only of the moment now,
Dm A Dm A
You can sleep friend, when you're dead.”
Dm Bb
And I left the wolves behind that night,
F Am
I left them where they fell.
Dm Bb
I slayed them one by one that night,
F Am
Beneath the old cathedral bell. [x2]
Dm A
I sang: “Ladada, ladada, la da, dadada,
Dm A
Ladada, ladada, dada da da la da,
Dm Gm Dm
Ladada, ladada, la da, da da da,
A Dm
Ladada, la da da. [x2]
by The Tiger & Me
Dm A
I walked into a foreign town,
Dm A
A land long left behind.
Dm Gm
I sat beside an acacia tree,
Dm A Dm A
And a fountain of red wine.
Dm A
A blind old man with a bible in his hand,
Dm A
Is struggling through the sand.
Dm Gm
A poor boy dressed in rags in tow,
Dm A Dm A
He leads him by the hand.
Dm Bb
And I left the wolves behind that night,
F Am
I left them where they fell.
Dm Bb
I slayed them one by one that night,
F Am
Beneath the old cathedral bell.
Dm A
I sang: “Ladada, ladada, la da, dadada,
Dm A
Ladada, ladada, dada da da la da,
Dm Gm Dm
Ladada, ladada, la da, da da da,
A Dm
Ladada, la da da.
Dm A
The old man took me by the hand,
Dm A
And he led me to the well.
Dm Gm
And I said: “I am not a killer or a thief,
Dm A Dm A
But there are other pathways to Hell.”
Dm A
And he said: “Worry not about what has passed,
Dm A
And live without regret.
Dm Gm
Think only of the moment now,
Dm A Dm A
You can sleep friend, when you're dead.”
Dm Bb
And I left the wolves behind that night,
F Am
I left them where they fell.
Dm Bb
I slayed them one by one that night,
F Am
Beneath the old cathedral bell. [x2]
Dm A
I sang: “Ladada, ladada, la da, dadada,
Dm A
Ladada, ladada, dada da da la da,
Dm Gm Dm
Ladada, ladada, la da, da da da,
A Dm
Ladada, la da da. [x2]
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