Biografia:
Steve Tannen is an American songwriter and performer. He was born in New York City, but grew up in Australia and Canada in addition to New York. He started performing at an early age and learned music at home. He developed a personal mix of folk and rock while working odd jobs around the U.S. for several years.
Steve returned to New York and, with the help from some musicians, including former Suzanne Vega guitarist Jon Gordon, started a rock and roll project.
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Stuck in traffic trying to get to New Orleans
E A F#m A
The further on I go the more I long for where I’ve been
C#m A
You know what? Just forget it
F#m A
Name something and I regret it
C#m E
And the sun sets like surrender
F#m A
And I guess I misremember that whole mess
F#m A E
And I guess you didn't love me just a little
C#m A
300 miles and I still miss your stupid face
F#m A
And now I’m drinking in a bar someplace
F#m A
And now I’m drinking in a bar someplace
C#m E
Back to my hotel like surrender
F#m A F#m
And I guess I misremember what went on
A
And how the whole world looked at dawn
C#m
When you were waiting by my door
A F#m E
I’m sure you didn't love me just a little
C#m A F#m
Why does everybody ask if I’m ok?
A
I probably made the whole thing up anyway
E A
So here I am down in New Orleans
F#m A
With the concrete and the broke down dreams
C#m A
Kind of reminds me of every place I've ever seen
C#m A
You know what? Just forget it
F#m A
Name something and I regret it
C#m E
The sun sets like surrender
F#m A
And I guess I misremember that whole time
F#m A
And what your lips felt like on mine
E
It was the sweetest fever dream
F#m A
You probably don't know what I mean
F#m A
But if you could face up to it
F#m A E
I would admit I didn't love you just a little
www.stevetannen.com
Stuck in traffic trying to get to New Orleans
E A F#m A
The further on I go the more I long for where I’ve been
C#m A
You know what? Just forget it
F#m A
Name something and I regret it
C#m E
And the sun sets like surrender
F#m A
And I guess I misremember that whole mess
F#m A E
And I guess you didn't love me just a little
C#m A
300 miles and I still miss your stupid face
F#m A
And now I’m drinking in a bar someplace
F#m A
And now I’m drinking in a bar someplace
C#m E
Back to my hotel like surrender
F#m A F#m
And I guess I misremember what went on
A
And how the whole world looked at dawn
C#m
When you were waiting by my door
A F#m E
I’m sure you didn't love me just a little
C#m A F#m
Why does everybody ask if I’m ok?
A
I probably made the whole thing up anyway
E A
So here I am down in New Orleans
F#m A
With the concrete and the broke down dreams
C#m A
Kind of reminds me of every place I've ever seen
C#m A
You know what? Just forget it
F#m A
Name something and I regret it
C#m E
The sun sets like surrender
F#m A
And I guess I misremember that whole time
F#m A
And what your lips felt like on mine
E
It was the sweetest fever dream
F#m A
You probably don't know what I mean
F#m A
But if you could face up to it
F#m A E
I would admit I didn't love you just a little
www.stevetannen.com
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