Biografia:
Del Barber is an acoustic/folk artist from Winnipeg, Manitoba. Born in 1983, Del displays the world-weariness of a traveler of more years than he has amassed. Drawing on the traditions of artists like Bob Dylan and Woody Guthrie, he explores what it means to be human in an infinite universe.
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Quatro anos de trabalho duro!Neste mês de maio fizemos quatro anos no ar. Continuamos trabalhando na divulgação deste maravilhoso instrumento, obrigado por participar da nossa história!
[Verse]
G
The summer sun was burning bright
C
I was coming off a couple hard weeks
D
I had money in my pocket to spend
G
A sun burn on my cheeks
G
In the bottom cupboard and on the highest shelf
C
I looked for a promise that might bring the heat
D
To set this little heart on fire
G
And bring these wandering eyes relief
[Chorus]
C G C C G C G
I know this...I know this...is true
[Verse]
G
A green eyed girl who mined gold from dreams
C
On a rusted bike with a chain that squeaked
D
All I stole was just one look
G
I guess sometimes that’s all it takes.
G
She had a smile that she couldn’t shake
C
A dirty mouth and a pink bikini
D
It didn’t matter what she wore that day
G
I had to know what was underneath
[Chorus]
C G C C G C G
I know this...I know this...is true
[Verse]
G
With the gossip of the gravel roads
C
We swam out to where the water got cold
D
I felt my heart start to come around
G
There was nowhere left to go
G
All the winds they're blowing north
C
All the rivers are running dry
D
The road only takes me back
G
To the Queen of July
[Chorus]
C G C C G C G
I know this...I know this...is true
G
The summer sun was burning bright
C
I was coming off a couple hard weeks
D
I had money in my pocket to spend
G
A sun burn on my cheeks
G
In the bottom cupboard and on the highest shelf
C
I looked for a promise that might bring the heat
D
To set this little heart on fire
G
And bring these wandering eyes relief
[Chorus]
C G C C G C G
I know this...I know this...is true
[Verse]
G
A green eyed girl who mined gold from dreams
C
On a rusted bike with a chain that squeaked
D
All I stole was just one look
G
I guess sometimes that’s all it takes.
G
She had a smile that she couldn’t shake
C
A dirty mouth and a pink bikini
D
It didn’t matter what she wore that day
G
I had to know what was underneath
[Chorus]
C G C C G C G
I know this...I know this...is true
[Verse]
G
With the gossip of the gravel roads
C
We swam out to where the water got cold
D
I felt my heart start to come around
G
There was nowhere left to go
G
All the winds they're blowing north
C
All the rivers are running dry
D
The road only takes me back
G
To the Queen of July
[Chorus]
C G C C G C G
I know this...I know this...is true
Del the Funky Ho (...)
Del Water Gap
Del Way
Delaney and Bonn (...)
Delaney Davidson