Biografia:
Donald Hugh "Don" Henley (nascido em Julho 22, 1947 em Gilmer, Texas, U.S.A) é um cantor de rock, compositor e baterista, mais conhecido como um membro dos Eagles antes do lançamento de um bem sucedido premio Grammy de carreira a solo.
Henley tambem desempenhou um papel fundamental em diversas causas ambientais e politicas a mais notavel o projecto de "Walden Woods". Desde 1994, dividiu as suas actividades musicais entre os Eagles e a sua carreira a solo.
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Outras músicas:
- Boys Of Summer
- For My Wedding
- Heart Of The Matter
- A Month Of Sundays
- A Younger Man
- All She Wants To Do Is Dance
- Annabel
- Bramble Rose
- Come Rain Or Come Shine
- Damn It Rose
- Desperado
- Dirty Laundry
- End Of The Inmocence
- End Of The Innocence
- Everybody Knows
- Everything Is Different Now
- Forever Near
- Goodbye To A River
- I Cant Stand Still
- Inside Job
- New York Minute
- No Thank You
- Not Enough Love In The World
- On My Wedding Day
- Praying For Rain
- Sometimes Love Just Aint Enough
- Sunset Grill
- Take A Picture Of This
- Taking You Home
- That Old Flame
- The Boys Of Summer
- The Brand New Tennessee Waltz
- The Cost Of Living
- The End Of The Innocence
- The Last Worthless Evening
- Too Far Gone
- Too Much Pride
- Train In The Distance
- Waiting Tables
- When I Stop Dreaming
- Where I Am Now
- Words Can Break Your Heart
- You Must Not Be Drinking Enough
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{title:Desperado}
{st:Don Henly/Glen Frey}
[D7] [D] [G] [G7]
[G7]Desperado why don't you c[C]ome to your s[Cm]enses?
You've been o[G]ut riding f[Em7]ences for [A7]so long n[D7]ow.
Oh, you're a h[G]ard one[G7], but I know that yo[C]u've got your reas[Cm]ons,
These th[G]ings that a[B]re pl[Em7]easin' you can h[A7]urt you so[D7]meh[G]ow. [D] [F#]
Don't you d[Em]raw the Queen of Di[Bm7]amonds, boy,
She'll b[C]eat you if she's a[G]ble,
You know the Qu[Em7]een of Hearts is al[C]ways your best [G]bet.[B7]
Well it s[Em]eems to me some f[Bm7]ine things
Have been l[C]aid upon your t[G]able,
But you o[Em]nly want the o[A7]nes that you can't [Am7]get.
Desperado, you know you ain't getting younger,
Your pain and your hunger, they're driving you home.
And freedom, freedom, well that's just some people talking,
Your prison is walking through this world all alone.
Don't your feet get cold in the wintertime,
The sky won't snow and the sun won't shine,
It's hard to tell the nighttime from the day.
You're losing all your highs and lows,
Ain't it funny how the feeling goes away.
Desperado, why don't you come to your senses,
Come down from your fences, open the gate.
It may be raining, but there's a rainbow above you,
You better let somebody love you,
You better l[G]et some[G7]body l[Em]ove you,[C] [G] [Am]
You better l[G]et some[B7]body l[Em]ove you,
Be[Am7]fore it's too late.[G] [G7] [C] [Cm] [G]
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# Submitted to the ftp.nevada.edu:/pub/guitar archives
# by Steve Putz
# 7 September 1992
#This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the #
#song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. #
#------------------------------------------------------------------------------##
#100
{title:Desperado}
{st:Don Henly/Glen Frey}
[D7] [D] [G] [G7]
[G7]Desperado why don't you c[C]ome to your s[Cm]enses?
You've been o[G]ut riding f[Em7]ences for [A7]so long n[D7]ow.
Oh, you're a h[G]ard one[G7], but I know that yo[C]u've got your reas[Cm]ons,
These th[G]ings that a[B]re pl[Em7]easin' you can h[A7]urt you so[D7]meh[G]ow. [D] [F#]
Don't you d[Em]raw the Queen of Di[Bm7]amonds, boy,
She'll b[C]eat you if she's a[G]ble,
You know the Qu[Em7]een of Hearts is al[C]ways your best [G]bet.[B7]
Well it s[Em]eems to me some f[Bm7]ine things
Have been l[C]aid upon your t[G]able,
But you o[Em]nly want the o[A7]nes that you can't [Am7]get.
Desperado, you know you ain't getting younger,
Your pain and your hunger, they're driving you home.
And freedom, freedom, well that's just some people talking,
Your prison is walking through this world all alone.
Don't your feet get cold in the wintertime,
The sky won't snow and the sun won't shine,
It's hard to tell the nighttime from the day.
You're losing all your highs and lows,
Ain't it funny how the feeling goes away.
Desperado, why don't you come to your senses,
Come down from your fences, open the gate.
It may be raining, but there's a rainbow above you,
You better let somebody love you,
You better l[G]et some[G7]body l[Em]ove you,[C] [G] [Am]
You better l[G]et some[B7]body l[Em]ove you,
Be[Am7]fore it's too late.[G] [G7] [C] [Cm] [G]
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# Submitted to the ftp.nevada.edu:/pub/guitar archives
# by Steve Putz
# 7 September 1992
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