Biografía:
Christopher Anton Rea, es un cantante y compositor inglés, nacido el 4 de marzo de 1951 en Middlesbrough, Inglaterra.
Desechado al comienzo de su carrera el nombre artístico "Benny Santini" (título de su primer disco), adoptó finalmente el conocidísimo nombre Chris Rea. Autor prolífico y libre, en diferentes momentos de su carrera distintas discográficas intentaron su contrato, pero la libertad de una pequeña compañía como en la que estaba componiendo, podía más que los posibles ingresos.
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Otras canciones:
- Driving Home For Christmas
- Fool If You Think It's Over
- Looking For The Summer
- Road To Hell
- 90 Blues
- Ace Of Hearts
- All Summer Long
- Auberge
- Blue Cafe
- Candles
- Come So Far Yet Still So Far To Go
- Curse Of The Traveller
- Daytona
- Fool
- Girl In A Sports Car
- Giverny
- Gods Great Banana Skin
- Gone Fishing
- Heaven
- I Can Hear Your Heartbeat
- I Dont Know What It Is But I Love It
- Im Still Holding On
- Josephine
- Julia
- Lets Dance
- Loves Strange Ways
- Midnight Blue
- Nothing Left Behind
- Nothing To Fear
- Nothings Happening By The Sea
- On The Beach
- Raincoat And A Rose
- Road To Hell Part 1
- Road To Hell Part 1 2
- September Blue
- Shamrock Diaries
- Sing A Song Of Love To Me
- Soft Top Hard Shoulder
- Stainsby Girls
- Steel River
- Summer Love
- Texas
- Thats What They Always Say
- The Chance Of Love
- Thinking Of You
- Touche D Amour
- When The Grey Skies Turn To Blue
- Who Do You Love
- Windy Town
- Winning
- Winter Song
- You Must Be Evil
- Your Warm And Tender Love
¡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!
Auberge - Chris Rea
[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
Am
On the hard fast train, on the road to gain
Something gets right through to your telling bone
There's a sudden itch, an electric twitch
Sometimes I swear this body's got a mind of it's own
[Chorus]
G
This is the naked truth, this is the light
F E
There's only one place left to go
Am D
Auberge, Auberge
Am D
Auberge, Auberge
[Verse 2]
Am
You meet the silent type, on a windy trail
With a shiny cloak and an unseen silver dagger
You can talk till you ache, give yourself one more break
You can tell by the look on his face that it just doesn't matter
[Chorus]
G
'Cause, this is the naked truth, this is the light
F E
There's only one place left to go
Am D
Auberge, Auberge
Am D
Auberge, Auberge
[Interlude]
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[Verse 3]
Am
Give me a weekend, give me a day
Don't like what I'm seeing though I hear what you say
Think with a dagger, and you'll die on your knees
Begging for mercy, saying please, mister please!
[Chorus]
G
'Cause, this is the naked truth, this is the light
F E
There's only one place left to go
Am D
Auberge, Auberge
Am D
Auberge, Auberge
[Outro]
Am D
Auberge, Auberge
Am D
Auberge, Auberge
Am D
Auberge, Auberge
Am D
Auberge, Auberge
D
Auberge!
[Intro]
| Am | % |
| Am | % | Am | % |
| Am | % | Am | % |
| D | % | Am | % |
[Verse 1]
Am
On the hard fast train, on the road to gain
Something gets right through to your telling bone
There's a sudden itch, an electric twitch
Sometimes I swear this body's got a mind of it's own
[Chorus]
G
This is the naked truth, this is the light
F E
There's only one place left to go
Am D
Auberge, Auberge
Am D
Auberge, Auberge
[Verse 2]
Am
You meet the silent type, on a windy trail
With a shiny cloak and an unseen silver dagger
You can talk till you ache, give yourself one more break
You can tell by the look on his face that it just doesn't matter
[Chorus]
G
'Cause, this is the naked truth, this is the light
F E
There's only one place left to go
Am D
Auberge, Auberge
Am D
Auberge, Auberge
[Interlude]
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| D | % | Am | % |
[Verse 3]
Am
Give me a weekend, give me a day
Don't like what I'm seeing though I hear what you say
Think with a dagger, and you'll die on your knees
Begging for mercy, saying please, mister please!
[Chorus]
G
'Cause, this is the naked truth, this is the light
F E
There's only one place left to go
Am D
Auberge, Auberge
Am D
Auberge, Auberge
[Outro]
Am D
Auberge, Auberge
Am D
Auberge, Auberge
Am D
Auberge, Auberge
Am D
Auberge, Auberge
D
Auberge!
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