Biografia:
John Hiatt (nascido em 20 de agosto de 1952 em Indianápolis, Indiana, E.U.A) é um guitarrista de rock americano, pianista, cantor e compositor. Ele tem desempenhado uma variedade de estilos musicais em seus álbuns, incluindo o New Wave e o blues do seu país. Hiatt, foi nomeado para onze prêmios Grammy e foi atribuída uma série de outras distinções na indústria da música.
Hiatt estava trabalhando como uma compositora de Árvore International
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Outras músicas:
- Love You Again
- Same Old Man
- The Open Road
- What Do We Do Now
- A Crazy Girl Is Hard To Find
- Adios To California
- Cherry Red
- Child Of The Wild Blue Yonder
- Circle Back
- Crossing Muddy Waters
- Cry Love
- Cry To Me
- Distance
- Dont Know Much About Love
- Dont Think About Her When Youre Tryin To Drive
- Down Around My Place
- Down In Front
- Drive South
- Dust Down A Country Road
- Everybody Went Low
- Far As We Go
- Feelin Again
- Feels Like Rain
- Georgia Rae
- Gone
- Good As She Could Be
- Have A Little Faith In Me
- Hold On For Your Love
- I Cant Wait
- I Dont Even Try
- I Just Dont Know What To Say
- I Know How To Lose You
- I Think Shes Warming Up To The Ice Age
- I Want Your Love
- Icy Blue Heart
- Ill Never Get Over You
- Im Tired Of Your Stuff
- It Hasnt Happened Yet
- Let It Ride
- Lift Up Every Stone
- Lipstick Sunset
- Listening To Old Voices
- Little Head
- Long Time Comin
- Love Like Blood
- Loving A Hurricane
- Master Of Disaster
- Memphis In The Meantime
- Missing Pieces
- Most Unoriginal Sin
- My Dog And Me
- My Old Friend
- Nagging Dark
- Native Son
- Never Get Over You
- No Wicked Grin
- Old Days
- Only The Song Survives
- Paper Thin
- Perfectly Good Guitar
- Permanent Hurt
- Pirate Radio
- Radio Girl
- Real Fine Love
- Riding With The King
- She Loves The Jerk
- She Said The Same Thing To Me
- Shredding The Document
- Since His Penis Came Between Us
- Slow Turning
- Slug Line
- Something Broken
- Something Happens
- Something Wild
- Sometime Other Than Now
- Straight Outta Time
- Straight To The Heart Of Love
- Sure As Im Sittin Here
- Sure Pinocchio
- Tennessee Plates
- Terms Of My Surrender
- The River Knows Your Name
- The Tiki Bar Is Open
- Thing Called Love
- Thirty Years Of Tears
- Through Your Hands
- Thunderbird
- Tiki Bar
- Tip Of My Tongue
- Trudy And Dave
- Walk On
- Were Alright Now
- When We Ran
- Where Nobody Knows My Name
- Window On The World
- You Must Go
- Your Love Is My Rest
- Youre All The Reason I Need
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Capo 4th Fret. These first 2 basic patterns are followed throughout the song.
finger picking works well. I saw John Hiatt use this style on his own with an acoustic.
Am C
My Thunderbird, my Thunderbird
Fmaj7 C
Put your head on my shoulder
Fmaj7 C
Don't say a word
Fmaj7 C G Am
We'll cut across town in my Thunderbird
Am
There's a burial ground
C Fmaj7
Beneath a cattle herd
C G Am
Mr. Henry Ford's building me a Thunderbird
My Thunderbird, my Thunderbird
Put your head on my shoulder
Don't say a word
We'll cut across the country in my Thunderbird
We're from Pennsylvania
Welsh men of words
My daddy drove a Desoto
I drive a Thunderbird
My Thunderbird, my Thunderbird
She's the voice of the future
Baby, have you heard
Tomorrow's taken wing on my Thunderbird
My Thunderbird, my Thunderbird
Put your head on my shoulder
Don't say a word
We'll cut across town in my Thunderbird
Got electric windows
Tilt away wheel
Slide across the bucket seat
For that sexy leather feel of
My Thunderbird, my Thunderbird
Put your head on my shoulder
Don't say a word
We'll cut across town in my Thunderbird
From the old Volkswagen
Back to the Model T
A lot of men died
Just so you could ride with me in
My Thunderbird, my Thunderbird
She drives like a dream
Baby rest assured
It don't get any better than a Thunderbird
My daddy was a salesman
My brother was too
I would sell anything
Just to try to stay with you
But not my Thunderbird
No not my Thunderbird
Willy Loman's saying something
I can't hear a word
I'm going too fast in my Thunderbird
*Different pattern*
Fmaj7 C G
They make 'em that way
Fmaj7 C G
Yeah they make 'em that way
Fmaj7 C G
Well they make 'em that way
Fmaj7 C G
Yeah they make 'em that way
Fmaj7 C G
Well they make 'em that way
finger picking works well. I saw John Hiatt use this style on his own with an acoustic.
Am C
My Thunderbird, my Thunderbird
Fmaj7 C
Put your head on my shoulder
Fmaj7 C
Don't say a word
Fmaj7 C G Am
We'll cut across town in my Thunderbird
Am
There's a burial ground
C Fmaj7
Beneath a cattle herd
C G Am
Mr. Henry Ford's building me a Thunderbird
My Thunderbird, my Thunderbird
Put your head on my shoulder
Don't say a word
We'll cut across the country in my Thunderbird
We're from Pennsylvania
Welsh men of words
My daddy drove a Desoto
I drive a Thunderbird
My Thunderbird, my Thunderbird
She's the voice of the future
Baby, have you heard
Tomorrow's taken wing on my Thunderbird
My Thunderbird, my Thunderbird
Put your head on my shoulder
Don't say a word
We'll cut across town in my Thunderbird
Got electric windows
Tilt away wheel
Slide across the bucket seat
For that sexy leather feel of
My Thunderbird, my Thunderbird
Put your head on my shoulder
Don't say a word
We'll cut across town in my Thunderbird
From the old Volkswagen
Back to the Model T
A lot of men died
Just so you could ride with me in
My Thunderbird, my Thunderbird
She drives like a dream
Baby rest assured
It don't get any better than a Thunderbird
My daddy was a salesman
My brother was too
I would sell anything
Just to try to stay with you
But not my Thunderbird
No not my Thunderbird
Willy Loman's saying something
I can't hear a word
I'm going too fast in my Thunderbird
*Different pattern*
Fmaj7 C G
They make 'em that way
Fmaj7 C G
Yeah they make 'em that way
Fmaj7 C G
Well they make 'em that way
Fmaj7 C G
Yeah they make 'em that way
Fmaj7 C G
Well they make 'em that way
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