Biography:
Portishead is a band from Bristol, United Kingdom, named after a small coastal town twelve miles west of said musical hotbed, in North Somerset. They were initially known for their use of jazz samples and some hip-hop beats along with various synth sounds and the hauntingly beautiful vocals of singer Beth Gibbons. Their current sound drops the samples in favour of a harder, more abrasive edge, but retains Gibbons' vocals.
The band was formed in 1991 (then later split in 2005 reforming in 2008)
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[Intro]
Em - F - Em - C - Am - Bb - Am - G
[Verse 1]
Em F
As she walks in the room
Em
Scented and tall
C
Hesitating once more
Am Bb
And as I take on myself
Am
And the bitterness I felt
G
I realise that love flows
Then it's just those chords for the rest of the song.
[Chorus]
Wild, white horses
They will take me away
And the tenderness I feel
Will send the dark underneath
Will I follow?
[Verse 2]
Through the glory of life
I will scatter on the floor
Disappointed and sore
And in my thoughts I have bled
For the riddles I've been fed
Another lie moves over
[Chorus]
Wild, white horses
They will take me away
And the tenderness I feel
Will send the dark underneath
Will I follow?
Wild, white horses
They will take me away
And the tenderness I feel
Will send the dark underneath
Will I follow?
Em - F - Em - C - Am - Bb - Am - G
[Verse 1]
Em F
As she walks in the room
Em
Scented and tall
C
Hesitating once more
Am Bb
And as I take on myself
Am
And the bitterness I felt
G
I realise that love flows
Then it's just those chords for the rest of the song.
[Chorus]
Wild, white horses
They will take me away
And the tenderness I feel
Will send the dark underneath
Will I follow?
[Verse 2]
Through the glory of life
I will scatter on the floor
Disappointed and sore
And in my thoughts I have bled
For the riddles I've been fed
Another lie moves over
[Chorus]
Wild, white horses
They will take me away
And the tenderness I feel
Will send the dark underneath
Will I follow?
Wild, white horses
They will take me away
And the tenderness I feel
Will send the dark underneath
Will I follow?
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