Informativa
Questo sito raccoglie dati statistici anonimi sulla navigazione, mediante cookie installati da terze parti autorizzate, rispettando la privacy dei tuoi dati personali e secondo le norme previste dalla legge. Continuando a navigare su questo sito, cliccando sulla pagina o semplicemente scrollando la pagina verso il basso, accetti il servizio, gli stessi cookie e rimuovi il messaggio.

    Maggiori informazioni.
A12
Home Tutti A-Z Testi Italiani A-Z Testi Stranieri A-Z Chiedi allo staff Drrunaway 19 Anni Fa
 Grateful Dead
Nuovi Artisti
1. Michael McDonald
2. Toninho Horta
3. Smooth Jazz vari
4. Double
5. Bronski Beat
6. Al Jarreau
7. Etta James
8. The Queen
9. The Isley Brothers
10. Spyro Gyra
11. Sister Sledge
12. Kool & the Gang
13. KC & the Sunshine Band
14. Earth Wind & Fire
15. Joe Sentieri
Nuovi Testi/Accordi
1. You Belong To Me
2. Sweet Freedom
3. Tuesday Heartbreaker
4. Love two times
5. It's just a thoght chords
6. I Say a little prayer
7. Cocaine - Clapton
8. Gigi (Concato) - vs. Live
9. Bejo Partido
10. Moby Dick



GRATEFUL DEAD - Accordi - Black Throated Wind
Gestisci
--Key----Delay----Bpm: 72---Guitar--Piano-
BLACK THROATED WIND

By: Weir/Barlow
As performed on the Album Ace



Bringing me down, I'm running aground,

Blind in the light of the interstate cars

Passing me by, the busses and semi's,

Plunging like stones from a slingshot on mars

But I'm here by the road, bound to the load

That I picked up in ten thousand cafes and bars

Alone with the rush of the drivers who won't pick me up

The highway, the moon, the clouds, and the stars


Black throated wind, keeps on pouring in

With its words of a life where nothing is new

Ah, mother american night, I'm lost from the light

Oh, I'm drowning in you


I left St. Louis, city of blues, in the midst of a storm I'd rather forget

I tried to pretend it came to an end

Cause you weren't the woman I once thought I'd met


But I can't deny, that times have gone by Bm

Where I never had doubts or thoughts of regret

And I was a man when all this began

Who wouldn't think twice about being there yet


Black throated wind, keeps on pouring in

And it speaks of a life that passes like dew

It's forced me to see that you've done better by me

Better by me than I've done by you


Now what's to be found racing around.

You carry your pain wherever you go

All full of the blues and trying to lose

You ain't gonna learn what you don't wanna know


So I give you my eyes, and all of their lies

Please help them to learn as well as to see

Capture a glance, and make it dance

Of looking at you, looking at me


Black throated wind, keeps on pouring in

With its words of a lie that could almost be true

Ah, mother american night, here comes the light

I'm turning around, that's what I'm gonna do

Going back home that's what I'm gonna do

Black-Throated Wind -- Grateful Dead (Barlow, Weir)

INTRO: E -- Esus4 -- E


You're bringing me down, I'm running around,


Blind in the lights of the interstate cars,


Passing me by, the buses and semis,


Plunging like stones from a slingshot on Mars.

DaddC#
But I'm here by the road, bound to the load,


I picked up in ten thousand cafes and bars.

DaddC#
Alone with the rush of the drivers that won't pick me up,


The highway, the moon and the clouds and the stars.


Black throated wind, keeps on pourin' in,


With its words of a life where nothing is new,


Ah, mother American night, I pass from the light,


Ah, I'm drowning in you.

I left St. Louie, city of blues,
In the midst of a storm I'd rather forget.
I tried to pretend it came to an end,
'Cause you weren't the woman I once thought I'd met.

But I can't deny, times have gone by,
I never had doubts or thoughts of regret.
I was a man when all this began,
Who wouldn't think twice about being that yet.

Black throated wind, whisper in sin,
And speaking on life that passes like dew.
It's forced me to see, you've done better by me,
Better by me than I've done by you.

Now what's to be found by racing around,
You carry your pain wherever you go,
Full of the blues and tryin' to lose,
You ain't gonna learn what you don't wanna know.

So I give you my eyes and all of their lies,
Please help them to learn as well as to see.
Capture a glance, and make it a dance,
But looking at you is looking at me.

Black throated wind, keeps pourin' in,
With its words of a life that could almost be true.
Ah, mother American night, here comes a light,
I'm turning around, that's what I'm gonna do.
Going back home, that's what I'm gonna do.
I'm turning around, that's what I'm gonna do.
Goin' back home, that's what I'm gonna do.
You've done better by me than I've done by you,
Oh, I'm drowning in you.





Engine © 1999 - 2022 - Land63.com. e-mail:  Privacy | Norme sulla legalità