Biografia:
Buffalo Springfield foi uma banda de folk rock de carreira curta e de grande influência, lançou apenas três álbums de estúdio: Buffalo Springfield (1966), Buffalo Springfield Again (1967) e Last Time Around (1968). A banda foi composta por Richie Furay, Dewey Martin, Jim Messina, Stephen Stills, Neil Young e Bruce Palmer.
Mesmo com uma "vida curta" a banda serviu de plataforma de lançamento para as carreiras de Neil Young, Stephen Stills, Richie Furay e Jim Messina.
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Outras músicas:
- A Childs Clame To Fame
- Expecting To Fly
- Flying On The Ground Is Wrong
- For What It's Worth
- For What Its Worth
- Bluebird
- Broken Arrow
- Carefree Country Day
- Come On
- Come On Lover
- Do I Have To Come Right Out And Say It
- Down Down Down
- Everybodys Wrong
- Four Days Gone
- Go And Say Goodbye
- Hot Dusty Roads
- Hour Of Not Quite Rain
- Hung Upside Down
- I Am A Child
- Its So Hard To Wait
- Kind Woman
- Mr Soul
- Neighbor Dont You Worry
- No Sun Today
- Nowadays Clancy Cant Even Sing
- On The Way Home
- Out Of My Mind
- Pretty Girl Why
- Questions
- Rock And Roll Woman
- Rock N Roll Woman
- Sit Down I Think I Love You
- Smile On Your Brother
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!
Hour of not Quite Rain
Bm E Bm E
Bm A Bm
In the hour of not quite rain
G D
When the fog was finger tip high
Bm E Bm E Bm E D
The moon hung suspended in a singular sky
Bm E Bm E Bm G C F /E /D
F#m Bm
Deeply and beyond seeing,
F#m Bm
Not wishing to intrude
E F#m Bm
Bathed in its own reflection
A Bm E Bm E
The water mirrored the moon
The tumbling birds have now sobered
From the leaves of their nursery
Like shadowy, quiet children watching sleeply
by: José Duarte
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Bm E Bm E
Bm A Bm
In the hour of not quite rain
G D
When the fog was finger tip high
Bm E Bm E Bm E D
The moon hung suspended in a singular sky
Bm E Bm E Bm G C F /E /D
F#m Bm
Deeply and beyond seeing,
F#m Bm
Not wishing to intrude
E F#m Bm
Bathed in its own reflection
A Bm E Bm E
The water mirrored the moon
The tumbling birds have now sobered
From the leaves of their nursery
Like shadowy, quiet children watching sleeply
by: José Duarte
[email protected]
Buju Banton
Bullet For My Va (...)
Bülow
Bumboks
Bump Of Chicken