Richard Stephen Sambora (nacido el 11 de julio de 1959 en Perth Amboy, New Jersey), más conocido como Richie Sambora, es el guitarrista y principal compositor junto a Jon Bon Jovi del grupo que ambos lideran, Bon Jovi.
A corta edad, ya se inclinaba hacia el mundo de la música, tratando de tocar el piano, el saxofón o la trompeta, pero a los 14 años se decidió por la guitarra. Comenzó tocando en pequeños grupos: Screaming Minds, Bruce Foster Band
¡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!
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Date: Sun, 5 Apr 1998 20:09:39 +0200 (CEST) From: Peter Eybert Subject: CRD: Mr Bluesman by Richie Sambora
Mr. Bluesman
written by Richie Sambora performed by Richie Sambora from "Stranger in this town", 1991 transcribed by Peter Eybert
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(Pattern 1) A He was a man, GDAsus2A13Asus2A13 a ramblin' man he was, yes, he was. Asus2 Guitar in hand, GDAA13AA13 his home was on the road and that's where he was.
(Pattern 2) C He's seen a thousand roads, D he's been a million miles, C and when he'd bend a note, DGDC a tear would fill my eyes. D Where are you playin' Esus4EEsus4Esus4E Mr. Bluesman, Mr. Bluesman.
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(Pattern 1) Town to town honkytonks and dives all look the same his gypsy heart keeps his shadow ridin' through the rain
(Pattern 2) A graveyard full of scars his life will paint his songs 'cos when you're on the road there's nowhere you belong you're just alone where are you playin' Mr. Bluesman, Mr. Bluesman.
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(Pattern 2) He's seen a thousand roads, he's been a million miles, and when he'd bend a note, a tear would fill my eyes. Where are you playin' Mr. Bluesman, Mr. Bluesman.
(Pattern 1) I've paid some dues now I make my living as a music man, yes I do, I play the blues I guess the blues must be just what I am.
(Pattern 2) A graveyard full of scars his life will paint his songs 'cos when you're on the road there's nowhere you belong you're just alone. Where are you playin' Mr. Bluesman, Mr. Bluesman.
(Pattern 2) He's seen a thousand roads, he's been a million miles, and when he'd bend a note, a tear would fill my eyes where are you playin' Mr. Bluesman, Mr. Bluesman.