Biografia:
Uma encantadora cantora/compositora e multi-instrumentista (toca violão, baixo, gaita, ukelele e até mesmo kazoo de vez em quando), Priscilla Ahn foi criada na rural Bernvile, Pennsylvania. Ela começou a tocar violão aos 14 e performou em corais e produções musicais por todo o ensino médio. Seguinte à formatura, a florescente compositora começou a tocar em 'open mics' em Filadélfia, Nova Iorque e Nova Jérsei enquanto continuou em sua casa em Bernville.
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Outras músicas:
- Are We Different
- Dream
- Find My Way Back Home
- Red Cape
- Vibe So Hot
- Wallflower
- A Good Day Morning Song
- City Lights
- Cry Baby
- Dear Sweetheart
- Elf Song
- Fine On The Outside
- I Dont Have Time To Be In Love
- I Dont Think So
- Ill Be Here
- Im An Actor Baby
- In A Closet In The Middle Of The Night
- In A Tree
- Leave The Light On
- Lullaby
- Masters In China
- Moonbeam
- One Day I Will Do
- Oo La La
- Rain
- Remember How I Broke Your Heart
- Sayonara Color
- Song Of Hope
- Thank God
- The Boob Song
- This Old House
- Torch Song
- We Were Free
- Willow Weeping
- You And Me
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!
Capo on 1st fret
E
You've always been bashful, you're just that way
cis
But your eyes are like billboards, they give you away
E
Your mouth is a trumpet, somebody else plays
cis
Long after the notes gone, the tone usually stays
A
And your chest a fine pillow, with lining of feather
B
Your hair is a family, with strands stick together
A
Fingers are keys from the grandest piano,
B
played by a line that the Lord only knew
E
A tongue of an angel, floats in red wine saliva
cis
Your teeth ravel porcelain, made by masters in China
E
Your face can't be captured by pictures or words
cis
And your voice is a music that I've never heard
A
And your skin is a cream, dipped out beyond measure
B
Your nose is a pink color touched by the weather
A
Your fingers are keys from the grandest piano
B
Played by a soul that the Lord only knew
E cis A B E
Ooh...
E
You've always been bashful, you're just that way
cis
But your eyes are like billboards, they give you away
E
Your mouth is a trumpet, somebody else plays
cis
Long after the notes gone, the tone usually stays
A
And your chest a fine pillow, with lining of feather
B
Your hair is a family, with strands stick together
A
Fingers are keys from the grandest piano,
B
played by a line that the Lord only knew
E
A tongue of an angel, floats in red wine saliva
cis
Your teeth ravel porcelain, made by masters in China
E
Your face can't be captured by pictures or words
cis
And your voice is a music that I've never heard
A
And your skin is a cream, dipped out beyond measure
B
Your nose is a pink color touched by the weather
A
Your fingers are keys from the grandest piano
B
Played by a soul that the Lord only knew
E cis A B E
Ooh...
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