Biography:
Amelia Curran is a Canadian singer, playwright,
and songwriter. She was born in St. John's, Newfoundland and Labrador and currently lives in Halifax, Nova Scotia. The National Post describes her music as “a bit like Leonard Cohen being channeled in a dusty saloon by Patsy Cline.”
Curran started playing guitar and writing songs as a teenager and eventually dropped out of university in order to busk on the streets of St. John’s. That led to her first album release in 2000, and since then she has released four more.
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[Verse]
G
Oh you won't find me in the arms of strangers
G
Laughing and drinking like a big parader
C
I don't posses the mind to over matters
G
Of the money kind, mine just scatters
D C
And you won't find me, no you won't find me
G
Pick me up from my over coat
G
I've been wearing that over coat
C
For seven years, long long years
G
If something don't pick me I'll disappear
D C G
And you won't find me, no you won't find me
G
And you won't find me in the magazines
G
Thumbing my way through those hip cat scenes
C
Rambling on, coat tails long
G
Waltzing my tears to a Tom Jones song
D C G
No you won't find me, no you won't find me
D
That sun come up every day
C
Just to show me how its done I think
Em
Oh but I get things in my own way
A A7
When that sun goes away I drink
C G
Drinking to the moon and the stars
D Em A
All those names on the boulevard
C
Oh where you won't find me
G
And you won't find me at the pearly gates
G
Those boys don't make many mistakes
C
Big old scroll, heads gonna role
G
I gave away my heart I'm going to keep my soul
D C
Oh you won't find me, oh you won't find me
D C G
Oh you won't find me, oh you won't find me
G
Oh you won't find me in the arms of strangers
G
Laughing and drinking like a big parader
C
I don't posses the mind to over matters
G
Of the money kind, mine just scatters
D C
And you won't find me, no you won't find me
G
Pick me up from my over coat
G
I've been wearing that over coat
C
For seven years, long long years
G
If something don't pick me I'll disappear
D C G
And you won't find me, no you won't find me
G
And you won't find me in the magazines
G
Thumbing my way through those hip cat scenes
C
Rambling on, coat tails long
G
Waltzing my tears to a Tom Jones song
D C G
No you won't find me, no you won't find me
D
That sun come up every day
C
Just to show me how its done I think
Em
Oh but I get things in my own way
A A7
When that sun goes away I drink
C G
Drinking to the moon and the stars
D Em A
All those names on the boulevard
C
Oh where you won't find me
G
And you won't find me at the pearly gates
G
Those boys don't make many mistakes
C
Big old scroll, heads gonna role
G
I gave away my heart I'm going to keep my soul
D C
Oh you won't find me, oh you won't find me
D C G
Oh you won't find me, oh you won't find me
Amen Dunes
Amenoskuarto
America Pop
American Aquariu (...)
American Babies
American Pets
American Pinup
American Sneaker (...)
American Steel
American War