Biografia:
Brazzaville é uma banda de indie pop fundada em 1997 por David Brown. Brown foi saxofonista do Beck e participou na gravação do álbum Odelay e Midnite Vultures . Em 7 de maio de 2009, David Brown, anunciou oficialmente a dissolução da banda, afirmando que ele passaria a ser e a gravar músicas sob o nome de David Arthur Brown, ainda que com "muitos dos maravilhosos músicos que contribuíram para registros de Brazzaville." No entanto, 23 de junho de 2009
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Outras músicas:
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 the 4th fret
Am
Fallen down
F
He’s too weary
G
Can’t get up
Em
His eyes are blurry
Chinatown
He just fades away
He’s drunk up 1/2 his weight in sherry
Swallowed the apothecary
Whispering a farewell lullaby
Am F G Em
I’ve seen enough in my old life
Just send an airmail to my wife
Tell her her hobo’s gone and died
And that my world is looking wide
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He came to town
37 years ago
His hair was long
His eyes were blue
He lived down by the sea
Head full of poetry
Rock & roll and galleries
Nickel bags and happenings
The fall of ’63
I’ve seen enough in my old life…
The years rolled by
3rd & Broadway caught his eye
Black tar, speed and china white
Took it all away
Left him in ragged clothes
Cardboard boxes for a home
An old man when he should be young
Trashing through the day
Am
Fallen down
F
He’s too weary
G
Can’t get up
Em
His eyes are blurry
Chinatown
He just fades away
He’s drunk up 1/2 his weight in sherry
Swallowed the apothecary
Whispering a farewell lullaby
Am F G Em
I’ve seen enough in my old life
Just send an airmail to my wife
Tell her her hobo’s gone and died
And that my world is looking wide
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He came to town
37 years ago
His hair was long
His eyes were blue
He lived down by the sea
Head full of poetry
Rock & roll and galleries
Nickel bags and happenings
The fall of ’63
I’ve seen enough in my old life…
The years rolled by
3rd & Broadway caught his eye
Black tar, speed and china white
Took it all away
Left him in ragged clothes
Cardboard boxes for a home
An old man when he should be young
Trashing through the day
Breakout
Breakup Shoes
Breanne Duren
Breathe Carolina
Breathe Electric