Biography:
Frank Foster (September 23, 1928 – July 26, 2011) was an American tenor and soprano saxophonist, flautist, arranger, and composer. Foster collaborated frequently with Count Basie and worked as a bandleader from the early 1950s.
Foster was born in Cincinnati, Ohio, and educated at Wilberforce University. In 1949, he moved to Detroit, Michigan, where he joined the local jazz scene, playing with musicians such as Wardell Gray. Drafted into the US Army in 1951, Foster served in Korea with the 7th Infantry Division.
Read more on Last.fm
Four years of hard work!This month of May we celebrated four years on the air. We continue working on the dissemination of this wonderful instrument, thank you for participating in our story!
zac here again with Frank foster chords
CAPO 4
INTRO; D, G
D G
These ol work boots have become my sunday shoes
D G
and these ol callous hands accustomed to
D G
i cant hardly fight the way im turning out to be
D A G
im seeing my old man in me
D G
this ol curr dog has become my bestfriend
D G
yesterday we hit the woods and tomorrow we'll do it again
D G
there something bout an ol creek bottom that make me feel free
D A G
im seeing my old man in me
chorus:
D C G
and i cant hide what i really am
D C G
even though it took a while for me to come around
D C G
cuz i was restless and i was running
D C G
trying to be all i could never be
D C G
but now that im older and im living slower
NO CHORD
im seeing my old man in me
i cant go nowhere without bringing my pocket knife
i prolly wont use it im just use to it
in my front pocket left side
i spend my spare time weighting a line or either purched up in a tree
im seeing my old man in me
chorus
D G
i start every morning with my coffee black
D G
sit and watch the sun go down with an ice cold 12 pack
D G
i turn on the radio and let sr sing to me
im seeing my old man and me
CAPO 4
INTRO; D, G
D G
These ol work boots have become my sunday shoes
D G
and these ol callous hands accustomed to
D G
i cant hardly fight the way im turning out to be
D A G
im seeing my old man in me
D G
this ol curr dog has become my bestfriend
D G
yesterday we hit the woods and tomorrow we'll do it again
D G
there something bout an ol creek bottom that make me feel free
D A G
im seeing my old man in me
chorus:
D C G
and i cant hide what i really am
D C G
even though it took a while for me to come around
D C G
cuz i was restless and i was running
D C G
trying to be all i could never be
D C G
but now that im older and im living slower
NO CHORD
im seeing my old man in me
i cant go nowhere without bringing my pocket knife
i prolly wont use it im just use to it
in my front pocket left side
i spend my spare time weighting a line or either purched up in a tree
im seeing my old man in me
chorus
D G
i start every morning with my coffee black
D G
sit and watch the sun go down with an ice cold 12 pack
D G
i turn on the radio and let sr sing to me
im seeing my old man and me
Frank Mills
Frank Morey
Frank Petersen
Frank Pierce
Frank Pole