Biografia:
Michael Robert Posner, ou apenas Mike Posner (12 de fevereiro de 1988), é um compositor, produtor e cantor pop americano.
Posner nasceu e foi criado em Southfield, Michigan (EUA). Seu pai, um procurador, é judeu e sua mãe, uma farmacêutica, é católica. Se formou na Groves High School e passou pela Duke University, onde foi membro da fraternidade Sigma Nu. Posner se graduou em 2010, com uma licenciatura em sociologia e um certificado em mercados e gestão.
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Outras músicas:
- Be As You Are
- Bow Chicka Wow Wow
- Cooler Than Me
- Please Don't Go
- Please Don't Go.
- Took A Pill In Ibiza
- I Took A Pill In Ibiza
- Please Don’t Go
- Another Love Song
- Buried In Detroit
- Buried In Detroit Remix
- Cheated
- Deja Vu
- Drug Dealer Girl
- Gone In September
- Heaven
- How Its Supposed To Be
- I Took A Pill In Ibiza Seeb Remix
- In The Arms Of A Stranger
- Iris
- Looks Like Sex
- Miley Cyrus
- Move On
- Not That Simple
- One Hell Of A Song
- Please Dont Go
- Silence
- Song About You
- Stuck In The Middle
- The Way It Used To Be
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 the way Mike played it at his live shows. It's my first tab. And I think it's extremely important for
anyone, especially from Michigan, to know this powerful song. Cheers.
Capo 7
[Verse 1]
E
I’m a writer and a lover
B
I’m a Midwest music man
A
And I’ve been to a lot of places
E
But I’m gon’ end where I began
E
I took class in Carolina
B
Got high smoking joints
A
And now they know my name in Paris
E
But I’ll be buried in Detroit
[Chorus]
E B
Next to my father, and my father’s father too
A
I used to live in New York City
E
But baby, that ain’t no substitute
E
Not for my hometown
B
That place people avoid
A
I’ve made love in every city
E
But I’ll be buried in Detroit
[Verse 2]
E
I don’t claim to be a prophet
B
I just speak my mind
A
I try to tell it like it is
E
And sometimes God makes it rhyme
E
I like my songs how I like my women
B
Honest and to the point
A
You see I got fucked up in Stockholm
E
But I’ll be buried in Detroit
[Chorus]
E B
Next to my father, and my father’s father too
A
I used to live in New York City
E
But baby, that ain’t no substitute
E
Not for my hometown
B
That place people avoid
A
I’ve made love in every city
E
But I’ll be buried in Detroit
[Verse 3]
E
You know I ain’t gon’ live forever
B
Baby, it won’t be long
A
At the wake they’ll say “He made a lot of mistakes,
E
But he could write hell of a song”
E
And I made, I made killing
B
Though I never really was employed
A (Pause)
I had a girl from San Diego
[Outro]
E (Pause)
But I’ll be buried in
E B A (Pause)
I killed a show in Indonesia
E (Pause)
But I’ll be buried in
E B A (Pause)
I made love in every city
(A capella) B A E
But I’ll be buried in Detroit
anyone, especially from Michigan, to know this powerful song. Cheers.
Capo 7
[Verse 1]
E
I’m a writer and a lover
B
I’m a Midwest music man
A
And I’ve been to a lot of places
E
But I’m gon’ end where I began
E
I took class in Carolina
B
Got high smoking joints
A
And now they know my name in Paris
E
But I’ll be buried in Detroit
[Chorus]
E B
Next to my father, and my father’s father too
A
I used to live in New York City
E
But baby, that ain’t no substitute
E
Not for my hometown
B
That place people avoid
A
I’ve made love in every city
E
But I’ll be buried in Detroit
[Verse 2]
E
I don’t claim to be a prophet
B
I just speak my mind
A
I try to tell it like it is
E
And sometimes God makes it rhyme
E
I like my songs how I like my women
B
Honest and to the point
A
You see I got fucked up in Stockholm
E
But I’ll be buried in Detroit
[Chorus]
E B
Next to my father, and my father’s father too
A
I used to live in New York City
E
But baby, that ain’t no substitute
E
Not for my hometown
B
That place people avoid
A
I’ve made love in every city
E
But I’ll be buried in Detroit
[Verse 3]
E
You know I ain’t gon’ live forever
B
Baby, it won’t be long
A
At the wake they’ll say “He made a lot of mistakes,
E
But he could write hell of a song”
E
And I made, I made killing
B
Though I never really was employed
A (Pause)
I had a girl from San Diego
[Outro]
E (Pause)
But I’ll be buried in
E B A (Pause)
I killed a show in Indonesia
E (Pause)
But I’ll be buried in
E B A (Pause)
I made love in every city
(A capella) B A E
But I’ll be buried in Detroit
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