Jeremy Fisher es un cantautor canadiense que vive actualmente en Vancouver, en la provincia de Columbia Británica. Su nombre real es Jeremy Binns y nació el 15 de Diciembre de 1975 en Hamilton, Ontario.
El chico sabe tocar y cantar muy bien y parece que se ha hecho a sí mismo con mucho esfuerzo. Su música suena alegre, lo que no quita que algunos temas sean bastante serios. Algunas canciones recuerdan a Bob Dylan, especialmente cuando usa la armónica
¡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!
Ain't Got Nothing But Plenty Of Time - Jeremy Fisher
Capo 2 (Sounding key of A)
G (G/C) EmCD x2 w/ harmonica
G (G/C) We don't know this road we ride on DAmG We don't barely know ourselves G (G/C) Don't take nothing for granted DAmG Don't take nothing from no one else
The kids we were when we were younger Rolled the years like cigarettes She kept her dreams in her back pocket An' I though I lost mine on a stupid race track bet
GEmCDG She is kind, (what's) hers is mine, ain't got nothing but plenty of time
Spent a while in Minnesota Trego, Minong, and the rest Found and old friend and a malt shop and a junk yard An' got the fever and headed west
The Rocky Mountains broke her ankle Lake Louise broke her fall We watched the seasons change Canada You know it don't get much better than this at all.
She is kind, (what's) hers is mine, ain't got nothing but plenty of time
Thumbed a ride outside the foothills It felt like something in us died So why'd they have to clear cut anyway she cried You don't wanna pick on no one twice your size.
My old man lives out on the island Apples, berries, pie, and jam We had our fill so me and Jill rolled down the hill To find some work for the winter months ahead
She is kind, (what's) hers is mine, ain't got nothing but plenty of time
The northwest winters are cold and rainy This old house up beacon hill You know there's days we wanna roll outta here When the weather clears we probably will
We don't take nothing for granted And don't take nothing from no one else we don't know this road we ride on Hell, we don't barely know ourselves EmCDG We don't barely know ourselves
She is kind, (what's) hers is mine, ain't got nothing but plenty of time