Biografia:
Cataldo is an unsigned indie band originally formed in Minneapolis and currently located in Seattle, WA. The name for the band came from a building near where singer Eric Anderson grew up in Moscow, Idaho.
www.cataldomusic.com
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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!
[Verse 1]
D
Thank you for drinking my drinks
D
Each one like a footprint traced in felt-tip ink
G
Where we're dancing cheek-to-cheek
G
If you were taller
D
I've been sewing together our clothes
D
I matched up the hemlines on my cuffs and yours
G
And I've threaded carpet floss
G
And spent my dollars
[Chorus]
A7
On these quiet nights with you
A7 G
So that our bodies would move to country tunes
G A7
And like I planned your bangs, they would obscure the view
A7 G
But your eyes clearer than two polished glass test tubes
G
They tell my hands where to move
[Instrumental]
D G
[Verse 2]
D
I think we're both still good to drive
D
I toss you the keys and say "I trust you with
G
My life."
D
Round lights on the road like a scene
D
From the end or beginning of things that appear
G
On the cinema screens
[Chorus 2]
A7
On these quiet nights with you
A7 G
My god, our bodies do move to country tunes
G A7
And like I planned your bangs, they would obscure the view
A7 G
But your eyes clearer than two polished glass test tubes
G
They tell my hands where to move
[Instrumental]
D G
[Bridge]
A7
But when I'm drunk I become merry
G A7 G
And strange torsos and legs I will not carry
A7
But for this now I know you are certain
G A7 G
When our jackets for each other we're removing
A7
Like a broken jack-in-box
G
You and me can tremble but not talk
[Instrumental]
D G
[Chorus 3]
A7
On these quiet nights with you
A7 G
My god, our bodies do move to country tunes
G A7
And like I planned your bangs, they would obscure the view
A7 G
But your eyes clearer than two polished glass test tubes
G D
They tell my hands where to move
D
Thank you for drinking my drinks
D
Each one like a footprint traced in felt-tip ink
G
Where we're dancing cheek-to-cheek
G
If you were taller
D
I've been sewing together our clothes
D
I matched up the hemlines on my cuffs and yours
G
And I've threaded carpet floss
G
And spent my dollars
[Chorus]
A7
On these quiet nights with you
A7 G
So that our bodies would move to country tunes
G A7
And like I planned your bangs, they would obscure the view
A7 G
But your eyes clearer than two polished glass test tubes
G
They tell my hands where to move
[Instrumental]
D G
[Verse 2]
D
I think we're both still good to drive
D
I toss you the keys and say "I trust you with
G
My life."
D
Round lights on the road like a scene
D
From the end or beginning of things that appear
G
On the cinema screens
[Chorus 2]
A7
On these quiet nights with you
A7 G
My god, our bodies do move to country tunes
G A7
And like I planned your bangs, they would obscure the view
A7 G
But your eyes clearer than two polished glass test tubes
G
They tell my hands where to move
[Instrumental]
D G
[Bridge]
A7
But when I'm drunk I become merry
G A7 G
And strange torsos and legs I will not carry
A7
But for this now I know you are certain
G A7 G
When our jackets for each other we're removing
A7
Like a broken jack-in-box
G
You and me can tremble but not talk
[Instrumental]
D G
[Chorus 3]
A7
On these quiet nights with you
A7 G
My god, our bodies do move to country tunes
G A7
And like I planned your bangs, they would obscure the view
A7 G
But your eyes clearer than two polished glass test tubes
G D
They tell my hands where to move
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