Letra
Ver letra con acordes
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Date: Mon, 23 Feb 1998 10:39:34 -0600
From: Kevin Fredrick Cumming
Subject: CRD: h/hawkins_ron/the_tame,_the_half-born,_the_wild_and_you.crd
The Tame, The Half-Born, The Wild and You
Ron Hawkins
album: The Secret of my Excess
transcribed by Kevin Cumming
intro: x2
NOTE: When playing Am in the intro, start off with the B string open and
then hammer on the 1st fret for the same sound that Ron has.
If Carolyn called me up today I d hang up the phone and walk away
It s not that I don t care anymore but time changes locks on a lot of
doors
And I know what you re thinking and it s true
Sometimes there is nothing you can do
But there s a time that I recall a purple street in Lisbon
She was speaking dreams to me and I thought I was listening
But I was fifteen yards away before I felt the distance
She cried in Augusta street and stared into the windows
And I know what she s thinking and it s true
Sometimes there is nothing she can do
Carolyn is tamed...
All those years and all those tears
Cuddling her insecure
And shaking like a child and feeling helpless
But maybe I share the blame
Peter has a fan club he s a whiskey hating Christian
And he s in love with everyone as long as they keep listening
And there s a hole in my old faith where he belongs
But, the whole of me has never been that strong
Peter is half-born...
With one foot in and one foot out
A princess on a barstool
Anarcho- Commun- Liberat- ingratiating stranger to me now
Bridge:
Close friends and passerby love affairs and suicides
Sex and drugs and crash n burn decisions politics and prostitute
religions
ing at the movies or fighting in the street
Christopher s a scapegoat cause he lives like a poem
And they want explanations but I just want to know him
Not for what he claims to be or what they say he isn t
Just because he s got the balls to make his own decisions
And sometimes the pain he s feeling is so real
Sometimes that is all I need to feel
Christopher is wild...
With fire-escape guitar afflictions
Different lives but shared addictions
Late night taxi, Frank Black happy birthdays
And blood-pact butchers knives
Amsterdam, the sex museums and the New York City subway
Vancouver in November, and Montreal on Monday
We ll get a fix in Union Square we ll drop at C.B.G.B. s
And if we can t find salvation there, we ll stay home and watch the t.v.
And I ll be your disciple if you ll be mine
And we ll make love in the moaning summertime
Cause you are beautiful...
Chords:
320033
x02210
022000
x32010
133211
xx0232
#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. #
#------------------------------------------------------------------------------#
Date: Mon, 23 Feb 1998 10:39:34 -0600
From: Kevin Fredrick Cumming
Subject: CRD: h/hawkins_ron/the_tame,_the_half-born,_the_wild_and_you.crd
The Tame, The Half-Born, The Wild and You
Ron Hawkins
album: The Secret of my Excess
transcribed by Kevin Cumming
intro: x2
NOTE: When playing Am in the intro, start off with the B string open and
then hammer on the 1st fret for the same sound that Ron has.
If Carolyn called me up today I d hang up the phone and walk away
It s not that I don t care anymore but time changes locks on a lot of
doors
And I know what you re thinking and it s true
Sometimes there is nothing you can do
But there s a time that I recall a purple street in Lisbon
She was speaking dreams to me and I thought I was listening
But I was fifteen yards away before I felt the distance
She cried in Augusta street and stared into the windows
And I know what she s thinking and it s true
Sometimes there is nothing she can do
Carolyn is tamed...
All those years and all those tears
Cuddling her insecure
And shaking like a child and feeling helpless
But maybe I share the blame
Peter has a fan club he s a whiskey hating Christian
And he s in love with everyone as long as they keep listening
And there s a hole in my old faith where he belongs
But, the whole of me has never been that strong
Peter is half-born...
With one foot in and one foot out
A princess on a barstool
Anarcho- Commun- Liberat- ingratiating stranger to me now
Bridge:
Close friends and passerby love affairs and suicides
Sex and drugs and crash n burn decisions politics and prostitute
religions
ing at the movies or fighting in the street
Christopher s a scapegoat cause he lives like a poem
And they want explanations but I just want to know him
Not for what he claims to be or what they say he isn t
Just because he s got the balls to make his own decisions
And sometimes the pain he s feeling is so real
Sometimes that is all I need to feel
Christopher is wild...
With fire-escape guitar afflictions
Different lives but shared addictions
Late night taxi, Frank Black happy birthdays
And blood-pact butchers knives
Amsterdam, the sex museums and the New York City subway
Vancouver in November, and Montreal on Monday
We ll get a fix in Union Square we ll drop at C.B.G.B. s
And if we can t find salvation there, we ll stay home and watch the t.v.
And I ll be your disciple if you ll be mine
And we ll make love in the moaning summertime
Cause you are beautiful...
Chords:
320033
x02210
022000
x32010
133211
xx0232