Biografia:
honeyhoney é uma banda de Jazz/Country em colaboração da cantora Suzanne Santo e o guitarrista Ben Jaffe. Os dois começaram a realizar sessões de composições informais e logo descobriram uma parceria musical incrível.
honeyhoney fez sua estréia no estúdio com o EP Loose Boots no início de 2008, os músicos, em seguida, pegaram a estrada com Lifehouse. Seu álbum de estreia, First Rodeo foi lançado em 2008 com influências variadas que vão do jazz para neo-soul e country alternativo.
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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!
this is my first one and it was what i got from transposing...
it's pretty basic so you just repeat those chords on the rest...
hope it works out! ~amy
Bm Em F#m
I know you sat alone so many nights waiting for me.
Bm Em F#m
Cold, your face like a stone, I hang up the phone when we disagree.
Standing there by my side when the fighting is done,
glaring at me in the light is my little toy gun.
Shining in black like shoes on a rack with a trigger that's dressed up in gold.
It's always warm inside my home but its handle is always so cold.
Whispering into my ear, all the lies you spun.
My single greatest fear is my little toy gun.
Em Bm F#m Em
Aaaaaaaaah aaaaaa aaaaahhh aaaaaooo
Wait for the day when I can save face and come to a happy home.
I know it's turning me to the count of girl who'd rather be alone.
Just wait til I get my way -- I promise you it won't be fun.
If you feel like you should pray, pray for my little toy gun.
it's pretty basic so you just repeat those chords on the rest...
hope it works out! ~amy
Bm Em F#m
I know you sat alone so many nights waiting for me.
Bm Em F#m
Cold, your face like a stone, I hang up the phone when we disagree.
Standing there by my side when the fighting is done,
glaring at me in the light is my little toy gun.
Shining in black like shoes on a rack with a trigger that's dressed up in gold.
It's always warm inside my home but its handle is always so cold.
Whispering into my ear, all the lies you spun.
My single greatest fear is my little toy gun.
Em Bm F#m Em
Aaaaaaaaah aaaaaa aaaaahhh aaaaaooo
Wait for the day when I can save face and come to a happy home.
I know it's turning me to the count of girl who'd rather be alone.
Just wait til I get my way -- I promise you it won't be fun.
If you feel like you should pray, pray for my little toy gun.
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