Biografia:
Morris Mac Davis (born in Lubbock, TX, on 21 January 1942; died September 29, 2020) was an American country music singer, songwriter, and actor who has enjoyed much crossover success. His early work writing for Elvis Presley produced the hits "Memories", "In the Ghetto", "Don't Cry Daddy", and "A Little Less Conversation". A subsequent solo career in the 1970s produced hits such as "Baby, Don't Get Hooked on Me", making him a well-known name in pop music.
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Outras músicas:
- In The Ghetto
- Baby Dont Get Hooked On Me
- Bestest Friend
- Hard To Be Humble
- Hooked On Music
- I Believe In Music
- It Was Time
- Its Hard To Be Humble
- My Bestest Friend
- One Hell Of A Woman
- Stop And Smell The Roses
- Texas In My Rearview Mirror
- The Beer Drinking Song
- The Ghetto
- Watching Scotty Grow
- Whoever Finds This I Love You
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WHOEVER FINDS THIS, I LOVE YOU
Mac Davis
(D) (D) (D) (D)
On A(D)quiet street in the(C)city,
A(G)little old man walks A(A )lone, (D)Shuffling through the(G)Autumn after(A)noon.
(A)
And the(D)Autumn leaves re(C)minded him, another(G)summer's come and(Bb)gone.
He had A(D)long, lonely night A(G)head, waitin' for(A)June. (A)
Then A(D)mong the leaves, near an(C)orphans' home, A piece of(G)paper caught his(A)eye,
And he(D)stooped to pick it(G)up with trembling(A)hands. (A)
And as he(D)read the childish(C)writing, the(Em)old man began to(Bb-Gm)cry,
'Cause the(D)words burned in(G)side him, like A(A)brand. (A)
(D)"Whoever(G)finds this, I(Em)love you!" (A)
(Em)"Whoever(A)finds this, I(D)need you!" (D)
(G)"I ain't even(Bm)got no one to(D)talk(E)to!" (E)
"So,(Em)Whoever(A)finds this, I(D)love you!" (Dm)
(G) (D) (A) (A)
The(D)old man's eyes searched the or(C)phans' home,
And came to(G)rest upon A(A)child
with her(D)nose pressed up A(G)gainst the window(A)pane. (A)
And the(D)old man knew he'D found A(C)friend, at last,
So he(G)waved at her and(Bb)smiled.
And they(D)both knew they'd spend the(G)Winter, laughing at the(A)rain. (A)
(Spoken)
(D)And they did spend the Winter,(C)laughing at the rain,
(G)talking through the fence,(A)exchanging little gifts they'd made for each other.
(D)The old man would carve toys for the little(G)girl,
and she would draw pictures for(A)him of beautiful ladies
sur(A)rounded by green trees and sunshine,
(D)and they laughed(G)A lot. (A) (A)
(Em)But then on the first day of June,
the(A)little girl ran to the fence to show the(D)man a picture she had drawn,
(Dm)but he wasn't there
(G)And somehow, the little girl knew(Bm)he wasn't coming back. (Bm7)
So she(D)went back to her little room,(E)took out a crayola and a piece of paper,
and(E)wrote: (4Beat Rest)
(sung)
(D)"Whoever(Gbm)finds this, I(Em)love you!" (A)
(Em)"Whoever (A)finds this, I(D)need you!" (D)
(G)"I ain't even(Bm)got no one to(D)talk(E)to." (E)
"So,(Em)Whoever(A)finds this, I(D)love you!" (D)
Em
"Oh, Whoever (A)finds this,(hold 2 bars)I(D)love you!" (Dm)
(G) (D) (A) (A) (fade out on "A" chords)
Mac Davis
(D) (D) (D) (D)
On A(D)quiet street in the(C)city,
A(G)little old man walks A(A )lone, (D)Shuffling through the(G)Autumn after(A)noon.
(A)
And the(D)Autumn leaves re(C)minded him, another(G)summer's come and(Bb)gone.
He had A(D)long, lonely night A(G)head, waitin' for(A)June. (A)
Then A(D)mong the leaves, near an(C)orphans' home, A piece of(G)paper caught his(A)eye,
And he(D)stooped to pick it(G)up with trembling(A)hands. (A)
And as he(D)read the childish(C)writing, the(Em)old man began to(Bb-Gm)cry,
'Cause the(D)words burned in(G)side him, like A(A)brand. (A)
(D)"Whoever(G)finds this, I(Em)love you!" (A)
(Em)"Whoever(A)finds this, I(D)need you!" (D)
(G)"I ain't even(Bm)got no one to(D)talk(E)to!" (E)
"So,(Em)Whoever(A)finds this, I(D)love you!" (Dm)
(G) (D) (A) (A)
The(D)old man's eyes searched the or(C)phans' home,
And came to(G)rest upon A(A)child
with her(D)nose pressed up A(G)gainst the window(A)pane. (A)
And the(D)old man knew he'D found A(C)friend, at last,
So he(G)waved at her and(Bb)smiled.
And they(D)both knew they'd spend the(G)Winter, laughing at the(A)rain. (A)
(Spoken)
(D)And they did spend the Winter,(C)laughing at the rain,
(G)talking through the fence,(A)exchanging little gifts they'd made for each other.
(D)The old man would carve toys for the little(G)girl,
and she would draw pictures for(A)him of beautiful ladies
sur(A)rounded by green trees and sunshine,
(D)and they laughed(G)A lot. (A) (A)
(Em)But then on the first day of June,
the(A)little girl ran to the fence to show the(D)man a picture she had drawn,
(Dm)but he wasn't there
(G)And somehow, the little girl knew(Bm)he wasn't coming back. (Bm7)
So she(D)went back to her little room,(E)took out a crayola and a piece of paper,
and(E)wrote: (4Beat Rest)
(sung)
(D)"Whoever(Gbm)finds this, I(Em)love you!" (A)
(Em)"Whoever (A)finds this, I(D)need you!" (D)
(G)"I ain't even(Bm)got no one to(D)talk(E)to." (E)
"So,(Em)Whoever(A)finds this, I(D)love you!" (D)
Em
"Oh, Whoever (A)finds this,(hold 2 bars)I(D)love you!" (Dm)
(G) (D) (A) (A) (fade out on "A" chords)
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