Biografia:
Mary Chapin Carpenter nasceu em 21 de Fevereiro de 1958. É uma artista da música country. Carpenter passou vários anos cantando em Washington, DC clubes antes de assinar no final de 1980 com a Columbia Records, que comercializaram-la como uma cantora de música country.
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Outras músicas:
- 10000 Miles
- A Keeper For Every Flame
- A Lot Like Me
- A Road Is Just A Road
- Capo Chart
- Christmas Time In The City
- Come Darkness Come Light
- Down At The Twist And Shout
- Down In Marys Land
- Downtown Train
- Grow Old With Me
- Halley Came To Jackson
- He Thinks Hell Keep Her
- Hot Buttered Rum
- House Of Cards
- I Am A Town
- I Feel Lucky
- I Put My Ring Back On
- I Want To Be Your Girlfriend
- Its Only Love
- John Doe No 2
- John Doe No 24
- Jubilee
- Keeping The Faith
- Let Me Into Your Heart
- Naked To The Eye
- Not Too Much To Ask
- Oh Rosetta
- Only A Dream
- Other Streets And Other Towns
- Outside Looking In
- Passionate Kisses
- Quittin Time
- Shut Up And Kiss Me
- Slave To The Beauty
- Slow Country Dance
- Stones In The Road
- Tender When I Want To Be
- Thanksgiving Song
- The Age Of Miracles
- The Blue Distance
- The Bug
- The Calling
- The End Of My Pirate Days
- The Hard Way
- The Last Word
- The Long Way Home
- The Longest Night Of The Year
- The Moon And St Christopher
- The More Things Change
- This Is Love
- Too Tired
- Walking Through Fire
- Wall Around Your Heart
- When Shes Gone
- Wherever You Are
- Why Walk When You Can Fly
- You
- You Win Again
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!
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A LOT LIKE ME (Mary Chapin Carpenter)
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[Actually in F; capo 5, I think. Each chord is one measure, except two
chords joined by a hyphen (e.g., "F - G") are one measure _total_.]
C C F F G G C G C C F F G G C G
[intro]
C C F F
He was a long tall stranger from way down south where he'd left his life behind
Dm G C G
He had a big old Gibson and a pickup truck and Shenandoah eyes
C Em F F
And I remember him sitting in that local bar where I earned my pay each night
Dm G F - G C G
Singing my songs to empty chairs and going home half tight
C C F F
So the nights rolled by like headlights shining on a lonesome strip of tar
Dm G C G
I kept his words of kindness close to me like a pick on my guitar; And we
C Em F F
Talked about the singers and the songs we loved and the songs we'd most forgot
Dm G F - G C
In that run-down bar they'd make last call and I'd never want to stop
F G
'Cause I was living on nothing but a young girl's dreams
C - Em F
With my cowboy boots and my old six-string
Dm G C - Em F
Hitching my wagon to a star, dreaming of leaving those local bars
C Em/B Am - G F
When I'd get him up at closing time for a couple of songs and a chance to shine
Dm G F - G
Like the star that he longed to be, he looked a helluva lot like me
C C F F G G C G
(me) [instrumental]
He'd played a lot of places where the only wages were food and beer for free
No fancy licks, but he had him a gift for the kind of songs he'd sing
But you do what you can to be a satisfied man, just to have your peace of mind
So he gave it all up for a government job where the paychecks come on time
So now he comes to the bar to hear me play guitar and to share a drink or two
And we sit swapping tales of where we've been and what we'd rather do
There's a wealth of danger when you're talking to strangers, and I meet them
all the time
But my heart knew better than my head when I looked into those eyes
'Cause I was living on nothing but a young girl's dreams with my cowboy boots
and my old six-string
Hitching my wagon to a star, dreaming of leaving those local bars
When I'd get him up at closing time for a couple of songs and a chance to shine
Like the star that he longed to be, he looked a hell of a lot like me
C C F F G G C G C Em F F Dm G F-G C
[violin solo] [harmonica solo]
Well, maybe I'll quit when I got me a kid and a place to call my own
But tonight there ain't nobody there waiting up for me at home
It's a hell of a way to live from day to day not knowing where you're bound
But the look in his eyes made me realize I was glad for the life I'd found
'Cause I was living on nothing but a young girl's dreams with my cowboy boots
and my old six-string
Hitching my wagon to a star, dreaming of leaving those local bars
When I'd get him up at closing time for a couple of songs and a chance to shine
Dm G F - G Am
Like the star that he longed to be, he looked a hell of a lot like me
Dm G F - G
Like the star that he'd always be, he looked a hell of a lot like me
C C F F G G C C.
(me) [instrumental]
- Adam Schneider, [email protected]
#This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the #
#song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. #
#------------------------------------------------------------------------------#
A LOT LIKE ME (Mary Chapin Carpenter)
-------------------------------------
[Actually in F; capo 5, I think. Each chord is one measure, except two
chords joined by a hyphen (e.g., "F - G") are one measure _total_.]
C C F F G G C G C C F F G G C G
[intro]
C C F F
He was a long tall stranger from way down south where he'd left his life behind
Dm G C G
He had a big old Gibson and a pickup truck and Shenandoah eyes
C Em F F
And I remember him sitting in that local bar where I earned my pay each night
Dm G F - G C G
Singing my songs to empty chairs and going home half tight
C C F F
So the nights rolled by like headlights shining on a lonesome strip of tar
Dm G C G
I kept his words of kindness close to me like a pick on my guitar; And we
C Em F F
Talked about the singers and the songs we loved and the songs we'd most forgot
Dm G F - G C
In that run-down bar they'd make last call and I'd never want to stop
F G
'Cause I was living on nothing but a young girl's dreams
C - Em F
With my cowboy boots and my old six-string
Dm G C - Em F
Hitching my wagon to a star, dreaming of leaving those local bars
C Em/B Am - G F
When I'd get him up at closing time for a couple of songs and a chance to shine
Dm G F - G
Like the star that he longed to be, he looked a helluva lot like me
C C F F G G C G
(me) [instrumental]
He'd played a lot of places where the only wages were food and beer for free
No fancy licks, but he had him a gift for the kind of songs he'd sing
But you do what you can to be a satisfied man, just to have your peace of mind
So he gave it all up for a government job where the paychecks come on time
So now he comes to the bar to hear me play guitar and to share a drink or two
And we sit swapping tales of where we've been and what we'd rather do
There's a wealth of danger when you're talking to strangers, and I meet them
all the time
But my heart knew better than my head when I looked into those eyes
'Cause I was living on nothing but a young girl's dreams with my cowboy boots
and my old six-string
Hitching my wagon to a star, dreaming of leaving those local bars
When I'd get him up at closing time for a couple of songs and a chance to shine
Like the star that he longed to be, he looked a hell of a lot like me
C C F F G G C G C Em F F Dm G F-G C
[violin solo] [harmonica solo]
Well, maybe I'll quit when I got me a kid and a place to call my own
But tonight there ain't nobody there waiting up for me at home
It's a hell of a way to live from day to day not knowing where you're bound
But the look in his eyes made me realize I was glad for the life I'd found
'Cause I was living on nothing but a young girl's dreams with my cowboy boots
and my old six-string
Hitching my wagon to a star, dreaming of leaving those local bars
When I'd get him up at closing time for a couple of songs and a chance to shine
Dm G F - G Am
Like the star that he longed to be, he looked a hell of a lot like me
Dm G F - G
Like the star that he'd always be, he looked a hell of a lot like me
C C F F G G C C.
(me) [instrumental]
- Adam Schneider, [email protected]
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