Biography:
Guy Mitchell (27 February 1927 - 1 July 1999) was born Albert George Cernik, son of immigrants from Croatia, in Detroit, Michigan, USA. At the age of 11, he was signed by Warner Brothers Pictures, to be groomed as a child star, and he also performed on the radio on Station KFWB in Los Angeles, California. After leaving school, he worked as a saddle-maker, but supplemented his income by singing whenever he could. At this point in his life, Dude Martin
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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!
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!
The Cuff Of My Shirt:Guy Mitchell.
#9 on UK Charts on COLUMBIA Records
in 1954.
(Intro)
C F Dm G Gm C F C
(Verse 1)
C F
Oh, I stand in a quandary in front of the laundry
C
and deep in my heart there's a hurt.
C Am7 F D
Lost the phone and address of the girl I love best,
G C F
wrote it all on the cuff of my shirt.
(Verse 2)
C F
Now, we met just by chance at the Saturday dance
C
and she promised to date me tonight..(tonight.)
Gm C F D
But her address and stuff I wrote down on my cuff
G C F
and that shirt of mine's nowhere in sight.
(Chorus)
F Bb F
Aw, her hair was red and her eyes were blue and I
G C F
dream of holding her tight..(hold me tight.)
Bb C D
But the moon's on the rise and there's tears in my eyes
G C
cause my arms will be empty tonight.
(Verse 3)
F
While I stand in a quandary in front of the laundry,
C
the girls think I'm down here to flirt.
F D
I'm a man without hope if the suds and the soap wash her
G C F
name off the cuff of my shirt.
(Interlude)
Db Gb Db Abm Db Gb Eb Ab Db Gb
(Verse 4)
Db Gb
Now, we met just by chance at the Saturday dance and she
Db
promised to date me tonight.
Ab Db Gb Eb
But her address and stuff I wrote down on my cuff and that
Ab Db Gb
shirt of mine's nowhere in sight.
(Chorus)
B Gb Ab
Oh, her hair was red and her eyes were blue and I dream of
Db Gb
holding her tight.
B Bm Gb Db
But the moon's on the rise and there's tears in my eyes
Ab Db
cause my arms will be empty tonight.
(Verse 5)
Gb
While I stand in a quandary in front of the laundry the girls
Db
think I'm down here to flirt.
Abm Db Gb Eb Ab
I'm a man without hope if the suds and the soap wash her name
Db Bbm
off the cuff of my shirt.
(Outro)
Eb Abm Db Gb Eb Db
I'm a man without hope if the suds and the soap wash her name
Gb
off the cuff of my shirt..my Shirt.
A fifties smash from Kraziekhat.
#9 on UK Charts on COLUMBIA Records
in 1954.
(Intro)
C F Dm G Gm C F C
(Verse 1)
C F
Oh, I stand in a quandary in front of the laundry
C
and deep in my heart there's a hurt.
C Am7 F D
Lost the phone and address of the girl I love best,
G C F
wrote it all on the cuff of my shirt.
(Verse 2)
C F
Now, we met just by chance at the Saturday dance
C
and she promised to date me tonight..(tonight.)
Gm C F D
But her address and stuff I wrote down on my cuff
G C F
and that shirt of mine's nowhere in sight.
(Chorus)
F Bb F
Aw, her hair was red and her eyes were blue and I
G C F
dream of holding her tight..(hold me tight.)
Bb C D
But the moon's on the rise and there's tears in my eyes
G C
cause my arms will be empty tonight.
(Verse 3)
F
While I stand in a quandary in front of the laundry,
C
the girls think I'm down here to flirt.
F D
I'm a man without hope if the suds and the soap wash her
G C F
name off the cuff of my shirt.
(Interlude)
Db Gb Db Abm Db Gb Eb Ab Db Gb
(Verse 4)
Db Gb
Now, we met just by chance at the Saturday dance and she
Db
promised to date me tonight.
Ab Db Gb Eb
But her address and stuff I wrote down on my cuff and that
Ab Db Gb
shirt of mine's nowhere in sight.
(Chorus)
B Gb Ab
Oh, her hair was red and her eyes were blue and I dream of
Db Gb
holding her tight.
B Bm Gb Db
But the moon's on the rise and there's tears in my eyes
Ab Db
cause my arms will be empty tonight.
(Verse 5)
Gb
While I stand in a quandary in front of the laundry the girls
Db
think I'm down here to flirt.
Abm Db Gb Eb Ab
I'm a man without hope if the suds and the soap wash her name
Db Bbm
off the cuff of my shirt.
(Outro)
Eb Abm Db Gb Eb Db
I'm a man without hope if the suds and the soap wash her name
Gb
off the cuff of my shirt..my Shirt.
A fifties smash from Kraziekhat.
