|Dmaj7| Wrapped up in some powdered wool-I |Cmaj7| guess I'm losing touch. Don't |Dmaj7| tell me this is dying, 'cos |Cmaj7| I ain't changed that much. The |F/G| only sound is water drops, I |G| wonder where the hell I |A| am, Some kind of |A7| jam? ......Cuc-|F#m| koo Co-|E| coon have I |F#m| come to, ......too |E| soon for |F#| you? There's |Dmaj7| nothing I can recognise; this is |Cmaj7| nowhere that I've known. With |Dmaj7| no sign of life at all, I |Cmaj7| guess that I'm alone, And I |F/G| feel so secure that I |G| know this can't be |A| real But I |A7| feel good. ......Cuc-|F#m| koo Co-|E| coon have I |F#m| come to, ......too |E| soon for |F#| you? Instr: |G/A - F/G - D/C - Bb - Dm - Bb - C - D| - |C| I |Dmaj7| wonder if I'm a prisoner locked |Cmaj7| in some Brooklyn jail Or |Dmaj7| some sort of Jonah shut |Cmaj7| up inside the whale. |F/G| No, I'm still Rael and I'm |G| stuck in some kind of |A| cave, What could've |A7| saved me?
......Cuc-|F#m| koo Co-|E| coon have I |F#m| come to, ......too |E| soon for |F#| you?
|C| I've seen it on your |G| face |G7| |C| Tells me more than any |F| worn-out |D| old |G| phrase |G#dim| So |Am| now |D7| we'll go separate |G| ways |Em| |Am| Never a-|D7| gain we |G| two |Em| |Am| Never a-|Am/G| gain, nothing |D/F#| I can |G| do |G7 - G6|
......Like an |G/F| image |G/E| passing |G/D| by, ......my |G7/B| love, my |C| life ......In the |F| mirror |D/F#| of your |G| eyes, ......my |G7/B| love, my |C| life ......I can see it all so |D/F#| clearly ......Answer me sin-|G| cerely |Em| ......|Am| Was it a |D/F#| dream, a |G| lie?
......Like re-|G/F| flections |G/E| of your |G/D| mind, ......my |G7/B| love, my |C| life ......Are the |F| words you |D/F#| try to |G| find, ......my |G7/B| love, my |C| life ......But I know I don't pos-|F| sess you ......So |G| go away, God |C| bless you ......You are still my |F| love and |E| my |Am| life ......|F| Still my one and |C| only
|C| I've watched you look |G/B| away |G7/B| |C| Tell me is it really |F| so hard |D| to |G| say |G#dim| Oh |Am| this has |D7/F#| been my longest |G| day |Em| |Am| Sitting here |D| close to |G| you |Em| |Am| Knowing that |Am/G| maybe to-|D/F#| night we're |G| through |G7 - G6|
......Like an |G/F| image |G/E| passing |G/D| by, ......my |G7/B| love, my |C| life ......In the |F| mirror |D/F#| of your |G| eyes, ......my |G7/B| love, my |C| life ......I can |C| see it all so |D/F#| clearly ......Answer me sin-|G| cerely |Em| ......|Am| Was it a |D/F#| dream, a |G| lie?
......Like re-|G/F| flections |G/E| of your |G/D| mind, ......my |G7/B| love, my |C| life ......Are the |F| words you |D/F#| try to |G| find, ......my |G7/B| love, my |C| life ......But I |C| know I don't pos-|F| sess you ......So |G| go away, God |C| bless you ......You are still my |F| love and |E| my |Am| life ......Yes, I |C| know I don't pos-|F| sess you ......So |G| go away, God |C| bless you ......|C/E| You are still my |F| love and |E| my |Am| life ......|F| Still my one and |C| only
Is there |Am| anybody |E| goin' to listen |Am| to my |Am7| story |Dm| All about the girl who came to |C| stay |E|
She's the |Am| kind of girl you |E| want so much
it |Am| makes you |Am7| sorry |Dm| Still you don't regret a single |Am| day
When I |Am| think of all the |E| times I tried so |Am| hard to |Am7| leave her |Dm| She will turn to me and start to |C| cry |E|
And she |Am| promises the |E| earth to me
and |Am| I be-|Am7| lieve her |Dm| After all this time I don't know |Am| why
|Dm| She's the kind of girl who puts you |A7| down when friends are there you feel a |Dm| fool |A7| |Dm| When you say she's looking good she |A7| act as if it's understood
She's |Dm| cool, ooh, |F| ooh, ooh
Was she |Am| told when she was |E| young that pain would |Am| lead to |Am7| pleasure |Dm| Did she understand it when they |C| said |E|
That a |Am| man must break his |E| back to earn his |Am| day of |Am7| leisure |Dm| Will she still believe it when he's |Am| dead
Am6...........02212 C11+........x34010 Em6..........022020 Intro:|E| - |E - Am - E - D7| - |D7 - E - Am - E| - |E - Am - E - D7| |Am|Play me Old King |E| Cole
That |Am|I may join with |E|you
All your |G|hearts now seem so |Cmaj7|far from |Am6|me |Cmaj7|It |Am6|hardly seems to |G6|matter now
And the |Am|nurse will tell you |E|lies
Of a |Am|kingdom beyond the |E|skies
But I am |G|lost within this |Cmaj7|half-|Am6|world |Cmaj7|It |Am6|hardly seems to |G6|matter now
......|D|Play me my song...
|E|Here it comes again ......|D|Play me my song...
|E|Here it comes again
Instr: |Em - F - Em - D| x 2 - |Em - F|
|Em|Now, now, now, now, now...
Just a |Am6|little bit... just a |Em|little bit more time |Am6|Time left to live out |Em|my life... nah, nah... nah, nah...
La la la la |Gm|la...
Instr: |C - Am - F| x 2 -|C| - |Gm - Em| x 2 - |Gm| Instr:|G6 - Bm7 - Cmaj7| -|D6 - Cmaj7| x 3 - |G| ......|D|Play me my song...
|E|Here it comes again ......|D|Play me my song...
|E|Here it comes again Instr: |D - Em| x 6 -|C - D| x 4 Instr: |D - Em| x 4 -|C - D| x 4 Instr: |D - Em| x 4 -|C - D| x 4 - |C - C11+| x 2 Instr: |D - Em| x 4 -|C - D| x 4 - |C - C11+| x 2 - |Em|
|Em - Em6 - Am7 - Em| - |Em6| |Em7| Old King Cole was a |Em6| merry old soul
And a |Am7| merry old soul was |Em| he
|Em6|
So he |Em7| called for his pipe and he |Em6| called for his bowl
And he |Am7| called for his fiddler's |Em| three
The |Em| clock... |D| tick tock
On the |C| mantlepiece
And I want, and I feel, and I know, and I touch |D| The |Em| wall |Em|
Instr: |D - Em| x 4 -|A2 - C - D| Instr: |Em - Am - Em - Am| Instr: |D - Em| x 4 -|A2 - C - D| Instr: |D - Em| x 4 -|A2 - C - D| Instr: |Em| - |D- Em| x 4
............|C#m| She's a lady, she's got time ............|E| Brush back your hair, |A| and let me get to know ............your |E| face |D - E - D| - |Em|
............|C#m| She's a lady, she is mine ............|E| Brush back your hair, |A| and let me get to know ............your |E| flesh |D - E - D|
Instr: |E - E4 - D - E --- E4 - D|
|E| I've |D| been |C#m| waiting here
for |G#| so |C#m| long |G# - C#m7 - F# - A|
And all this |E| time has passed |D| me |E| by |D - E - D| - |E - D - E|
It |D| doesn't |E| seem to |A| matter now |D - E - D - E - D| - |E|
|E| You |E4| stand there |D| with your |E| fixed expression |E4 - D| |E| Cas-|D| ting |C#m| doubt on |G#| all I |C#m| have to |G#| say |C#m7 - F# - A|
Why don't you |E| touch me, |D| touch |E| me
Why |D| don't |E| you |D| touch me, |E| touch |D| me |E| Touch |D| me |A| Now, now, now, now, |E| now |D - E - D - E - D| |A| Now, now, now, now, |E| now |D - E - D - E - D| |A| Now, now, now, now, |E| now |D - E - D - E - D| |A| Now, now, now, now,
no-|A|-now |B7 - E| - |A - B7 - E| - |A - B - E| - |A - B| |E| |E - B - E --- E - B| - |E|
Como "músico" (en mi caso, eufemismo por "rascador" de guitarra), lo que mejor me sale, por no decir lo único, es el "sacado" de canciones. Casi que me gusta más sacarlas (es decir, determinar qué acordes la conforman) que tocarlas. Este blog pretende ser, entonces, una recopilación de buenas canciones para tocar en guitarra, adaptando respetuosamente los originales, aunque con acordes lo más sencillos posibles.
Y sí, hay mucho de esto en la red y se consigue de casi todo, pero... a) "casi todo" no es todo: hay muchas canciones excelentes cuyos acordes no se hallan por ningún lado; b) la mayoría de lo que se encuentra está en su tono original, lo que muchas veces no es práctico para el rascador casero y de talento promedio, ni accesible para el rango de voz más común; c) es demasiado habitual encontrar versiones con todo tipo de errores, algunos muy gruesos; d) nunca se encuentran versiones completas, es decir, con los acordes en toda la canción; esto muchas veces hace que la transcripción no sirva de mucho, ya que no siempre uno se acuerda del fraseo de la canción. Lamentablemente, para armar las transcripciones y que queden los acordes en el lugar adecuado, no me quedó otra que intercalar los acordes entre el texto de la letra, dadas las limitaciones de armado que tiene Blogger.
Para eso, entonces, el blog: para publicar versiones confiables, prácticas y "tocables" de canciones conocidas y no tanto. Sobre todo no tanto. Ojalá le sirvan a alguien.
