Biografia:
Richard Shindell (born 3 August 1960, Lakehurst, New Jersey) is an American folk singer. While dividing his time between Buenos Aires, Argentina, and New York's Hudson Valley, Shindell is a writer whose songs paint pictures, tell stories, and juxtapose ideas and images.
Shindell's songwriting often involves storytelling from a first-person point of view: for example, from an INS officer and illegal immigrant in "Fishing", to a World War II soldier in "Sparrows Point"
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Outras músicas:
- A Juggler Out In Traffic
- A Summer Wind A Cotton Dress
- A Tune For Nowhere
- Acadian Driftwood
- Are You Happy Now
- Arrowhead
- Beyond The Iron Gate
- Blue Divide
- By Now
- Castaway
- Darkness Darkness
- Deportee
- Easy Street
- Fishing
- Gethsemani Goodbye
- Gray Green
- I Saw My Youth Today
- Ill Be Here In The Morning
- Last Fare Of The Day
- Lawrence Ks
- May
- Money For Floods
- Northbound 35
- On A Sea Of Fleur
- Parasol Ants
- Reunion Hill
- Sing Me Back Home
- Smiling
- So Says The Whippoorwill
- Sparrows Point
- Spring
- State Of The Union
- Storms Are On The Ocean
- Summer Wind A Cotton Dress
- The Ballad Of Mary Magdalen
- The Courier
- The Kenworth Of My Dreams
- The Last Fare Of The Day
- The Next Best Western
- The Things That I Have Seen
- The Weather
- Transit
- Tv Light
- Waiting For The Storm
- Wisteria
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Richard Shindell - Parasol Ants
CAPO: 1st Fret
INTRO: G C (4x) G
C G
The thief is down
C G
Flat on the ground
C
Face on cement
D C G
A crowd gathers around
C G
His old black coat
C G
Thrown over his head
C
The crowd's all hushed
G D G C G C G
'Cause it looks like he's dead
C G
He's got a limited view
C G
Just one patch of light
C
Shining down
D C G
On a curious sight
C G
Parasol ants
C G
In a perfect line
C
With bright green leaves
D
Raised up high
CHORUS:
C Em C G
He is god and those leaves are sails
Em C D
He is god and his breath is the gale
C Em A
He is god with time to kill
C D N.C.
He is god and he can do just what he will
INTERLUDE: G C (4x) G
C G
God is bored
C G
So it's, what the hell
C
He let's go a gust
D C G
Just to watch them flail
C
The ants go flying
G C G
In disarray
C
Those bright green leaves
D
All blown away
CHORUS:
C Em C G
He is god and those leaves are sails
Em C D
He is god and his breath is the gale
C Em A
He is god with time to kill
C D N.C.
He is god and he can do just what he will
INTERLUDE: G C (4x) G
C G
God's got problems
C G
He's busted but good
C
He ain't nothing
D C G
Just a well-known local hood
C G
The ants keep coming
C G
They pay him no mind
C
They've got leaves to move
D
They just march on by
CHORUS:
C Em C G
He is god and those leaves are sails
Em C D
He is god and his breath is the gale
C Em A
He is god with time to kill
C D N.C.
He is god and he can do just what he will
OUTRO: G C (8x) G
CAPO: 1st Fret
INTRO: G C (4x) G
C G
The thief is down
C G
Flat on the ground
C
Face on cement
D C G
A crowd gathers around
C G
His old black coat
C G
Thrown over his head
C
The crowd's all hushed
G D G C G C G
'Cause it looks like he's dead
C G
He's got a limited view
C G
Just one patch of light
C
Shining down
D C G
On a curious sight
C G
Parasol ants
C G
In a perfect line
C
With bright green leaves
D
Raised up high
CHORUS:
C Em C G
He is god and those leaves are sails
Em C D
He is god and his breath is the gale
C Em A
He is god with time to kill
C D N.C.
He is god and he can do just what he will
INTERLUDE: G C (4x) G
C G
God is bored
C G
So it's, what the hell
C
He let's go a gust
D C G
Just to watch them flail
C
The ants go flying
G C G
In disarray
C
Those bright green leaves
D
All blown away
CHORUS:
C Em C G
He is god and those leaves are sails
Em C D
He is god and his breath is the gale
C Em A
He is god with time to kill
C D N.C.
He is god and he can do just what he will
INTERLUDE: G C (4x) G
C G
God's got problems
C G
He's busted but good
C
He ain't nothing
D C G
Just a well-known local hood
C G
The ants keep coming
C G
They pay him no mind
C
They've got leaves to move
D
They just march on by
CHORUS:
C Em C G
He is god and those leaves are sails
Em C D
He is god and his breath is the gale
C Em A
He is god with time to kill
C D N.C.
He is god and he can do just what he will
OUTRO: G C (8x) G
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