Biografia:
Al Stewart (Alastair Ian Stewart , 05 de setembro de 1945) é um escocês cantor, compositor e folk rock músico .
Stewart chegou ao estrelato como parte da British revival do folk na década de 60 e 70 , e desenvolveu seu próprio estilo único de combinar canções rock-folk com tecidos delicados contos dos grandes personagens e acontecimentos da história.
Ele é mais conhecido por seu hit de 1976 single " Year of the Cat ", do álbum de platina Year of the Cat .
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Outras músicas:
- A League Of Notions
- Almost Lucy
- Angry Bird
- Apple Cider Reconstitution
- Broadway Hotel
- Carol
- Electric Los Angeles Sunset
- Flying Sorcery
- If It Doesnt Come Naturally Leave It
- Im Falling
- In Brooklyn
- Katherine Of Oregon
- Last Days Of The Century
- Laughing Into 1939
- Life In Dark Water
- Lord Grenville
- Lord Salisbury
- Love Chronicles
- Manuscript
- Marion The Chtelaine
- Midas Shadow
- News From Spain
- Night Of The Fourth Of May
- Nostradamus
- Old Admirals
- On The Border
- One Stage Before
- Palace Of Versailles
- Red Toupee
- Roads To Moscow
- Running Man
- Samuel Oh How Youve Changed
- Sand In Your Shoes
- Song On The Radio
- Strange Girl
- Terminal Eyes
- The Ballad Of Mary Foster
- The Carmichaels
- The Dark And The Rolling Sea
- The Loneliest Place On The Map
- Three Mules
- Time Passages
- Timeless Skies
- Trespasser
- Year Of The Cat
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!
Verse:1
D F#m Bm D
'Oh I come from Pittsburgh to study astrology,'
G A7 D
She said as she stood on my instep,
F#m Bm F#m
'I could show you New York with a walk between
Bm A7
Fourth Street and Nine.'
D F#m Bm D
Then out of her coat taking seven harmonicas
G A7 D
She sat down to play on a doorstep saying
F#m Bm F#m Bm
'Come back to my place I will show you the stars
A Em A7
and the signs'.
Pre chorus:1
Bm D
So I followed her into the black lands
Bm D
Where the window frames peel and flake
G
And the old Jewish face behind the lace
G A7
Even now trying to get to see what's cooking
G
Just John the Baptist in the park getting laid
A7 D A7 D
thinking there's no-one look i ng.
Chorus:1
G A7 G A7
And its eighty degrees and I'm down on my knees
D Bm D Bm
in Brooklyn.
Verse 2:
D F#m Bm D
Her house was a dusty collection of rusty
G A7 D
Confusion with landings and tunnels
F#m Bm F#m Bm
And leaning bookcases and spaces and faces and
A7
things
D F#m Bm
Where twenty-five Puerto Ricans, Manhattan
D
Mohicans
G A7 D
And Jewish-Italian Pawnbrokers
F#m Bm F#m Bm
Lead their theatrical lives in their rooms in the
A Em A7
wings
Pre chorus:2
Bm D
While outside in the black lands
Bm D
The violent day runs wild
G
And the black and white minstrelsrun through the crazy alleys
G A7
While the cops go booking
G
And ruthless toothless agents sneak around and
A7 D A7 D
there's no-one look i ng
Chorus 1:
G A7 G
And it's eighty degrees and I'm down on my
A7 D Bm
knees in Brooklyn.
Bridge:
Bm6 G Dmaj7 Bm
And oh, I'm back in the city again.
Bm6 G
You can tell by the smell of the hamburger stand
F#7sus4 A7
in the rain....
Verse: 3
D F#m Bm D
She spoke of astrology while muttering apologies
G A7 D
For coffee that tasted of hot dogs
F#m Bm F#m Bm
I said 'That's OK, mine was cold anyway, and
A7
just grand'
D F#m Bm D
Then she lay on the bed while the radio fed us with
G A7 D
Records and adverts for cat food
F#m Bm F#m
And I looked at her, holding my thoughts in the
Bm A Em A7
palm of my hand
Pre chorus:3
Bm D
And outside in the black lands
Bm D
The evening came and went
G
And the bums in the street begging money for one
last drink
G
Are hanging round the liquor stores trying to get
A7
a foot in
G
And the girl from Pittsburgh and I made love on a
G A7 D A7 D
mattress with the new moon look i ng.
Chorus:2
G A7 G
And in the cool evening breeze I was down on my
A7 D Bm G D
knees in Brooklyn.....
D F#m Bm D
'Oh I come from Pittsburgh to study astrology,'
G A7 D
She said as she stood on my instep,
F#m Bm F#m
'I could show you New York with a walk between
Bm A7
Fourth Street and Nine.'
D F#m Bm D
Then out of her coat taking seven harmonicas
G A7 D
She sat down to play on a doorstep saying
F#m Bm F#m Bm
'Come back to my place I will show you the stars
A Em A7
and the signs'.
Pre chorus:1
Bm D
So I followed her into the black lands
Bm D
Where the window frames peel and flake
G
And the old Jewish face behind the lace
G A7
Even now trying to get to see what's cooking
G
Just John the Baptist in the park getting laid
A7 D A7 D
thinking there's no-one look i ng.
Chorus:1
G A7 G A7
And its eighty degrees and I'm down on my knees
D Bm D Bm
in Brooklyn.
Verse 2:
D F#m Bm D
Her house was a dusty collection of rusty
G A7 D
Confusion with landings and tunnels
F#m Bm F#m Bm
And leaning bookcases and spaces and faces and
A7
things
D F#m Bm
Where twenty-five Puerto Ricans, Manhattan
D
Mohicans
G A7 D
And Jewish-Italian Pawnbrokers
F#m Bm F#m Bm
Lead their theatrical lives in their rooms in the
A Em A7
wings
Pre chorus:2
Bm D
While outside in the black lands
Bm D
The violent day runs wild
G
And the black and white minstrelsrun through the crazy alleys
G A7
While the cops go booking
G
And ruthless toothless agents sneak around and
A7 D A7 D
there's no-one look i ng
Chorus 1:
G A7 G
And it's eighty degrees and I'm down on my
A7 D Bm
knees in Brooklyn.
Bridge:
Bm6 G Dmaj7 Bm
And oh, I'm back in the city again.
Bm6 G
You can tell by the smell of the hamburger stand
F#7sus4 A7
in the rain....
Verse: 3
D F#m Bm D
She spoke of astrology while muttering apologies
G A7 D
For coffee that tasted of hot dogs
F#m Bm F#m Bm
I said 'That's OK, mine was cold anyway, and
A7
just grand'
D F#m Bm D
Then she lay on the bed while the radio fed us with
G A7 D
Records and adverts for cat food
F#m Bm F#m
And I looked at her, holding my thoughts in the
Bm A Em A7
palm of my hand
Pre chorus:3
Bm D
And outside in the black lands
Bm D
The evening came and went
G
And the bums in the street begging money for one
last drink
G
Are hanging round the liquor stores trying to get
A7
a foot in
G
And the girl from Pittsburgh and I made love on a
G A7 D A7 D
mattress with the new moon look i ng.
Chorus:2
G A7 G
And in the cool evening breeze I was down on my
A7 D Bm G D
knees in Brooklyn.....
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