Biografia:
O The Last Internationale é um trio de Nova Iorque em evidente expansão internacional, destacando-se por actuações explosivas e imprevisíveis. A sonoridade oscila por entre o folk, o blues, o rock'n'roll e até mesmo o punk, transgredindo os limites da composição musical tradicional: melodias soturnas, instrumentais atípicos e por vezes ruidosos, outras vezes o som das botas a marcar o ritmo, solos de guitarra impressionantes, gritos primordiais, letras inteligentes e interventivas, a crítica social incisiva muito presente.
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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!
The Last Internationale - Winter Soldier
http://thelastinternationale.com/
Tuning: Standard
Tabbed by: Tim Eggenberger
Hear song for tempo/rhythm
Though provoking tune about homelessness and class disparity.
Sneek this one in around the Campfire.
D: xx0232
Bm: x24432
A: x02220
G: 320003
INTRO(moderate tempo strumming:
Guitar#1:
D Bm D A D Bm D A
Guitar#2:
E ----2-2-3-2-------------------------------------2-----2---|
B ------------3-2-3-----3-----3--3p2p0----2---2-3---3-3---3-|
G --2----------------/4---4-2----------2----2---------------|
D ---------------------------------------2------------------|
A ----------------------------------------------------------|
E ----------------------------------------------------------|
E --0------0-------------------------------|
B --1--3-----3------3--3p2p0-------2-------|
G --2--4--------2-2----------2---------2---|
D --2--4-----------------------2-2---2---2-|
A -----------------------------------------|
E -----------------------------------------|
VERSE
[D]Homeless, cold and [Bm]pennyless
[D]Walking, looking for [Bm]work and
[D]Looking for Shelter,
It's not easy to [A]do
It's not easy to [D]do
It's not easy to [Bm]do [A]
CHORUS
[G]We built your [D]high walls
[G]with blood from our [D]veins
[G]and you locked [D]Out out to [G]die in your [A]game
VERSE
Dear mom, never meant to casue you pain
ever since the war, I've never been the same
Please forgive me.
What was I to do
What was I to do, ho
What was I to do
CHORUS:
We built your Emprie
With blood from our veins
and you smiled as always, as if your not to blame
CHORUS:
We kept on marching
with bones thru our skin
We killed our brothers and sister,and all we got were these pins.
We built your Emprie
With blood from our veins
and you smiled as always, as if your not to blame
We kept on marching
with bones thru our skin
We killed our brothers and sister,and all we got were these pins.
http://thelastinternationale.com/
Tuning: Standard
Tabbed by: Tim Eggenberger
Hear song for tempo/rhythm
Though provoking tune about homelessness and class disparity.
Sneek this one in around the Campfire.
D: xx0232
Bm: x24432
A: x02220
G: 320003
INTRO(moderate tempo strumming:
Guitar#1:
D Bm D A D Bm D A
Guitar#2:
E ----2-2-3-2-------------------------------------2-----2---|
B ------------3-2-3-----3-----3--3p2p0----2---2-3---3-3---3-|
G --2----------------/4---4-2----------2----2---------------|
D ---------------------------------------2------------------|
A ----------------------------------------------------------|
E ----------------------------------------------------------|
E --0------0-------------------------------|
B --1--3-----3------3--3p2p0-------2-------|
G --2--4--------2-2----------2---------2---|
D --2--4-----------------------2-2---2---2-|
A -----------------------------------------|
E -----------------------------------------|
VERSE
[D]Homeless, cold and [Bm]pennyless
[D]Walking, looking for [Bm]work and
[D]Looking for Shelter,
It's not easy to [A]do
It's not easy to [D]do
It's not easy to [Bm]do [A]
CHORUS
[G]We built your [D]high walls
[G]with blood from our [D]veins
[G]and you locked [D]Out out to [G]die in your [A]game
VERSE
Dear mom, never meant to casue you pain
ever since the war, I've never been the same
Please forgive me.
What was I to do
What was I to do, ho
What was I to do
CHORUS:
We built your Emprie
With blood from our veins
and you smiled as always, as if your not to blame
CHORUS:
We kept on marching
with bones thru our skin
We killed our brothers and sister,and all we got were these pins.
We built your Emprie
With blood from our veins
and you smiled as always, as if your not to blame
We kept on marching
with bones thru our skin
We killed our brothers and sister,and all we got were these pins.
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