Biografía:
Rogue Wave nacieron en la ciudad de San Francisco, fruto del trabajo de un músico de aire desgarbado y algo excéntrico llamado Zack Rogue.
Hace tres años grabó Out Of The Shadow un disco de pop preciosista, a veces melancólico, a veces esperanzador, que enlaza a la perfección con los postulados de bandas como The Shins, The Belles o The Helio Sequence.
Por alguna jugada del destino las canciones de Rogue Wave pasaron desapercibidas, hasta que los chicos del sello Sub Pop las rescataron del armario.
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¡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!
Hey everyone, this is my first tab submission. I checked a few of the other tabs
for this song and they weren't quite right. Anyway, this is good for an acoustic
session, I didn't have time to figure out the solo/bridge and I can't narrow down
the first two lines. I hope you enjoy.
Will I follow you down the line?
Will I follow you down the line?
Verse 1:
Cadd2/E G F
Stepped off the the train and looked for Fruitvale signs
Cadd2/E G F
The January air it whips across my spine
G F G F
Whoa, whoa
Cadd2/E G F
We've been suffering the six days since he died
Cadd2/E G F
I saw a picture of his mother as she cried
Am/E G Cadd2/E F
Go to where the people go we'll dig some decent wine
C G F
And it burns hard and real
C G F
To feel his feel
Chorus:
Cadd2/E G F
They're putting close to flame, an imaginary sun
Cadd2/E G F
A little boot heel down for a solitary gun
Cadd2/E
Dana punches his own face, it begs for mocking
Cadd2/E G F
Shouldn't go lonely from a solitary gun
Oh, yeah
Verse 2:
Shops saluted and the windows of open eyes
She said it's emotional in here and it's not nice
Will you be the bed for me when they set the world on fire
Just to see it burn
In a consolation urn
And my stomach turns to steel
Chorus:
They're putting close to flame, an imaginary sun
A little boot heel down for a solitary gun
This moment doesn't happen every night
Shouldn't go lonely from a solitary gun
Bridge Fill:
Am/E G Cadd2/E F
Am/E G Cadd2/E F
Verse 3:
Cadd2/E
This brother's sister's mother's business is all gone
Stepped on her neck when we used to just sing songs
Whoa, whoa
Chorus:
We're setting close to flame, an imaginary sun
A little boot heel down for a solitary gun
This moment doesn't happen every night
Shouldn't go lonely from a solitary gun
Oh
Oh, oh, oh
Uh
Oh
Oh, oh, oh
Cadd2/E
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A|---3---|
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Am/E
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B|---1---|
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D|---2---|
A|---0---|
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G
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G|---0---|
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F
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for this song and they weren't quite right. Anyway, this is good for an acoustic
session, I didn't have time to figure out the solo/bridge and I can't narrow down
the first two lines. I hope you enjoy.
Will I follow you down the line?
Will I follow you down the line?
Verse 1:
Cadd2/E G F
Stepped off the the train and looked for Fruitvale signs
Cadd2/E G F
The January air it whips across my spine
G F G F
Whoa, whoa
Cadd2/E G F
We've been suffering the six days since he died
Cadd2/E G F
I saw a picture of his mother as she cried
Am/E G Cadd2/E F
Go to where the people go we'll dig some decent wine
C G F
And it burns hard and real
C G F
To feel his feel
Chorus:
Cadd2/E G F
They're putting close to flame, an imaginary sun
Cadd2/E G F
A little boot heel down for a solitary gun
Cadd2/E
Dana punches his own face, it begs for mocking
Cadd2/E G F
Shouldn't go lonely from a solitary gun
Oh, yeah
Verse 2:
Shops saluted and the windows of open eyes
She said it's emotional in here and it's not nice
Will you be the bed for me when they set the world on fire
Just to see it burn
In a consolation urn
And my stomach turns to steel
Chorus:
They're putting close to flame, an imaginary sun
A little boot heel down for a solitary gun
This moment doesn't happen every night
Shouldn't go lonely from a solitary gun
Bridge Fill:
Am/E G Cadd2/E F
Am/E G Cadd2/E F
Verse 3:
Cadd2/E
This brother's sister's mother's business is all gone
Stepped on her neck when we used to just sing songs
Whoa, whoa
Chorus:
We're setting close to flame, an imaginary sun
A little boot heel down for a solitary gun
This moment doesn't happen every night
Shouldn't go lonely from a solitary gun
Oh
Oh, oh, oh
Uh
Oh
Oh, oh, oh
Cadd2/E
e|---0---|
B|---3---|
G|---0---|
D|---2---|
A|---3---|
E|---0---|
Am/E
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B|---1---|
G|---2---|
D|---2---|
A|---0---|
E|---0---|
G
e|---3---|
B|---0---|
G|---0---|
D|---0---|
A|---2---|
E|---3---|
F
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B|---1---|
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