Biografía:
J.J.Cale nació en Oklahoma (EE. UU.) en 1938. Empezó a ser conocido al inicio de los 70's gracias al album "Naturally". Este LP contenía algunos de sus clásicos, como "Call Me The Breeze", "After Midnight" o "Crazy Mama"; su estilo era una extraña, innovadora y personalísima mezcla de blues, country y rock and roll.
Cale se caracteriza por una voz suave y sugerente, y una manera de tocar la guitarra que ha influenciado claramente a otros grandes guitarristas como Mark Knopfler o Eric Clapton.
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Otras canciones:
- 13 Days
- After Midnight
- Aint Love Funny
- Angel
- Another Song
- Blue Sunday
- Boilin Pot
- Cajun Moon
- Call Me The Breeze
- Call The Doctor
- Carry On
- Chains Of Love
- Cherry
- City Girls
- Closer To You
- Clyde
- Cocaine
- Crazy Mama
- Danger
- Don T Cry Sister
- Dont Go To Strangers
- Downtown La
- Fancy Dancer
- Fate Of A Fool
- Former Me
- Going Down
- Hard To Thrill
- Hey Baby
- Homeless
- I Got The Same Old Blues
- If I Had A Rocket
- If Youre Ever In Oklahoma
- Ill Be There
- Ill Make Love To You Any Old Time
- Ill Make Love To You Anytime
- Im A Gypsy Man
- Its Easy
- Last Will And Testament
- Long Way Home
- Lou
- Low Down
- Low Rider
- Magnolia
- Mama Dont
- Mamma Dont
- Missing Person
- Money Talks
- No Time
- Nobody But You
- Oh Mary
- Old Blue
- One Step Ahead Of The Blues
- Problem
- Ride The River
- River Runs Deep
- Riverboat Song
- Roll On
- Rollin
- Santa Cruz
- Sensitive Kind
- Since You Said Goodbye
- Sporting Life Blues
- Starbound
- Stone River
- Strange Days
- Take Out Some Insurance
- Teardrops In My Tequila
- That Kind Of Thing
- The Problem
- The Woman That Got Away
- Thirteen Days
- Travelin Light
- Trouble In The City
- Who Am I Telling You
- Wish I Had Not Said That
- You Got Something
¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
Homeless JJ Cale
C G
She said she had no money But he was in doubt
Am
He told her, "I used to be in too"
Em
But now he was out
F
"Spare some small change lady
G Am
And I'll be on my way"
C G
She looked into his eyes And deep in his soul
Am
I know she was wondering
Em
If he was in control
F G
She muttered to herself, "Those beggars,
Am
Where do they all come from?"
Am C G
He said, "I'm not a homeless man
F Em
I'm a gypsy by trade
Am
And I'm travelling this land
G Am
I'm not a homeless man"
C G
He moved through the streets With his headband low
Am
Never thinking he would never see
Em
That woman again, you know
F
Just sleeping in the doorways
G Am
And alleys like he always had
C G
The years rolled by And later on
Am Em
He spotted an old woman All tattered and worn
F
Hard times had got her
G Am
Her clothes were ragged and old
C G
She said, "I'm not a homeless woman
F Em Am
I'm a gypsy by trade And I'm travelling this land
G Am
I'm not a homeless woman"
C G
Sometime in the daytime Sometimes at night
Am Em
You will see a couple walking They'll come into sight
F G
Pushing their carts
Am
And holding hands
C G
If you ask to help They'll just run away
Am Em
Like little children, out to play
F G
And if you ask, "Who are you"
Am
They'll always say
C G
"I'm not a homeless man
F Em
I'm a gypsy by trade
Am
And I'm travelling this land
G
She's not a homeless woman
Am
I'm not a homeless man"
C G
She said she had no money But he was in doubt
Am
He told her, "I used to be in too"
Em
But now he was out
F
"Spare some small change lady
G Am
And I'll be on my way"
C G
She looked into his eyes And deep in his soul
Am
I know she was wondering
Em
If he was in control
F G
She muttered to herself, "Those beggars,
Am
Where do they all come from?"
Am C G
He said, "I'm not a homeless man
F Em
I'm a gypsy by trade
Am
And I'm travelling this land
G Am
I'm not a homeless man"
C G
He moved through the streets With his headband low
Am
Never thinking he would never see
Em
That woman again, you know
F
Just sleeping in the doorways
G Am
And alleys like he always had
C G
The years rolled by And later on
Am Em
He spotted an old woman All tattered and worn
F
Hard times had got her
G Am
Her clothes were ragged and old
C G
She said, "I'm not a homeless woman
F Em Am
I'm a gypsy by trade And I'm travelling this land
G Am
I'm not a homeless woman"
C G
Sometime in the daytime Sometimes at night
Am Em
You will see a couple walking They'll come into sight
F G
Pushing their carts
Am
And holding hands
C G
If you ask to help They'll just run away
Am Em
Like little children, out to play
F G
And if you ask, "Who are you"
Am
They'll always say
C G
"I'm not a homeless man
F Em
I'm a gypsy by trade
Am
And I'm travelling this land
G
She's not a homeless woman
Am
I'm not a homeless man"
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