Biografia:
Tony Joe White, conhecido como a "Raposa do Pântano" por ser um dos criadores do swamp rock, nasceu em Louisiana em 23/07/1943. Iniciou a carreira tocando em clubes do Texas na década de 60. Em 1968, como tantos outros, achou a estrada que levava a Nashville, Tennessee. Foi pouco depois dessa mudança que Tony chegou ao seu primeiro grande sucesso, "Polk Salad Annie", do album Black & White. Esta canção foi gravada depois por Tom Jones e era uma das favoritas de Elvis Presley.
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- Aint Going Down This Time
- Always The Song
- As The Crow Flies
- Backside Of Paradise
- Backwoods Preacher Man
- Bayou Woman
- Billy
- Closer To The Truth
- Clovis Green
- Delta Love
- Down By The Border
- Georgia Pines
- Goin Down Rockin
- High Horse
- High Sheriff Of Calhoun Parrish
- I Believe Ive Lost My Way
- I Get Off On It
- I Just Walked Away
- Ice Cream Man
- Lake Placid Blues
- Louisiana Rain
- Polk Salad Annie
- Rainy Night In Georgia
- Red Neck Women
- Robbin My Honeycomb
- Roosevelt And Ira Lee
- Save Your Sugar For Me
- Scratch My Back
- Soul Francisco
- Steamy Windows
- Susie Q
- The Guitar Dont Lie
- Tunica Motel
- Undercover Agent For The Blues
- Who You Ganna Hoodoo Now
- Willie And Laura Mae Jones
- Yo Yo Man
- Youre Gonna Look Good In Blues
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The Guitar Don’t Lie – Tony Joe White
Intro: Bm , F#m x4
Bm F#m Bm F#m
He sits all alone, playing his guitar
Bm F#m Bm F#m
In the back of a small café
Bm F#m Bm F#m
No one seems to hear so he closes his eyes
G D F#m Bm Bm x4
Just lets the music take him away
G D G F#
Singing songs of love, songs of broken hearts
Bm E Bm E
He's worn out his luck and his last pair of jeans
Bm E Bm E
But you keep going on when you're living on dreams
G D F# Bm F#m Bm , F#m x2
You can feel it inside and the guitar don't lie
Bm F#m Bm F#m
There's a lady he knows, who often comes by
Bm F#m Bm F#m
She's heavily into the blues
Bm F#m Bm F#m
She requests the same song every night
G D F# Bm Bm x4
Says it reminds her of someone she knew
G D G F#
A trace of her perfume floats across the room
Bm E Bm E
Once they were close, shared all their dreams
Bm E Bm E
But now all that he feels is a physical thing
G D F# Bm F#m
They grow slowly apart and the guitar don't lie
Solo: Bm , F#m x2 Em x4 Bm , F#m x2 Em x4 Bm , F#m x2
Bm F#m Bm F#m
Some nights it gets cold, it makes him aware
Bm F#m Bm F#m
That time is slipping away
Bm F#m Bm F#m
If you look close at his dark curly hair
G D F# Bm Bm x4
Under the lights there's traces of grey
G D G F#
But he knows what it's all about, to feel down and out
Bm E Bm E
He's been there before, he's seen it all
Bm E Bm E
And you learn to survive with your back to the wall
G D F# Bm F#m Bm , F#m x4 Bm
It's a crazy old life and the guitar don't lie, oh no
Intro: Bm , F#m x4
Bm F#m Bm F#m
He sits all alone, playing his guitar
Bm F#m Bm F#m
In the back of a small café
Bm F#m Bm F#m
No one seems to hear so he closes his eyes
G D F#m Bm Bm x4
Just lets the music take him away
G D G F#
Singing songs of love, songs of broken hearts
Bm E Bm E
He's worn out his luck and his last pair of jeans
Bm E Bm E
But you keep going on when you're living on dreams
G D F# Bm F#m Bm , F#m x2
You can feel it inside and the guitar don't lie
Bm F#m Bm F#m
There's a lady he knows, who often comes by
Bm F#m Bm F#m
She's heavily into the blues
Bm F#m Bm F#m
She requests the same song every night
G D F# Bm Bm x4
Says it reminds her of someone she knew
G D G F#
A trace of her perfume floats across the room
Bm E Bm E
Once they were close, shared all their dreams
Bm E Bm E
But now all that he feels is a physical thing
G D F# Bm F#m
They grow slowly apart and the guitar don't lie
Solo: Bm , F#m x2 Em x4 Bm , F#m x2 Em x4 Bm , F#m x2
Bm F#m Bm F#m
Some nights it gets cold, it makes him aware
Bm F#m Bm F#m
That time is slipping away
Bm F#m Bm F#m
If you look close at his dark curly hair
G D F# Bm Bm x4
Under the lights there's traces of grey
G D G F#
But he knows what it's all about, to feel down and out
Bm E Bm E
He's been there before, he's seen it all
Bm E Bm E
And you learn to survive with your back to the wall
G D F# Bm F#m Bm , F#m x4 Bm
It's a crazy old life and the guitar don't lie, oh no
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