John Hiatt (born on August 20, 1952 in Indianapolis, Indiana, U.S.) is an American blues and rock guitarist, pianist, and singer-songwriter. He has been nominated for eleven Grammy Awards. Hiatt's sales have never quite matched his reputation. His songs have been covered by a wide variety of artists such as Bonnie Raitt, Ronnie Milsap, Willie Nelson, Iggy Pop, Three Dog Night, and The Neville Brothers, yet it took him thirteen years to reach the charts himself.
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Slow Turning - John Hiatt Now here’s a final version of this very nice song by John Hiatt, in the original key.
VERSE 1 CFBbFCFBbF When I was a boy………. I thought it just came to ya But I never could tell what's mine, so it didn't matter anyway My only pride and joy was this record down here Banging on an old guitar, singin' what I had to say. G I always thought our house was haunted DmFC 'Cause nobody said 'boo' to me G I never did get what I wanted DmF But now I get what I need
CHORUS: CFBbFCFBbF It's been a slow turning … ……from the inside out A slow turning baby but you come about A slow learning but you learn to sweat, a hey, hey, hey A slow turning baby not fade away, not fade away, not fade away
VERSE 2 CFBbFCFBbF Now I'm in my car,……… ooh I've got the radio down Now me yellin' at the kids in the back, cause they're banging like Charlie Watts You think you come so far in this one horse town Then she's laughing that crazy laugh, cause you haven't left the parking lot G Time is short, and here's the damned thing about it DmFC You're gonna die, gonna die for sure G You can learn to live with love or without it DmF But there ain't no cure
CHORUS CFBbFCFBbF There's just a slow turning……….. from the inside out A slow turning but you come about A slow learning you learn to sweat, a hey, hey, hey A slow turning baby not fade away, not fade away, not fade away, not fade away, not away
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