¡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!
FGm In my neighbourhood, where folks don't live so good now FGm The rooms are small, most of building's made of wood FGmD# I hear the neighbours talking about you and me G#Gm Yes, I've heard most every word BbCmFGmFGm Cause the talking's loud, and the walls are much too thin
FGmAmFBb "She don't really love him" Oh, that's what I heard them say GmBbmFGm "She sure wasn't thinking of him today" FGmAmFBb "I saw her in the courtyard", said that girl in room 1-49 GmBbmFGm "Talking to a boy I've never seen before and standing there together C Don't you know they looked so fine"
FEmA7DmFBb No, I don't want to hear it anymore, I don't want to hear it anymore FDmBb Cause the talk just never ends and the heartache soon begins FDmBbFGm The talk is so loud and the walls- they're much too thin
"Lord, ain't it sad", said the woman across the hall "That a nice boy like that falls in love Hey, it's just too bad that he had to go and fall For a girl who doesn't care for him at all"
No, I don't want to hear it anymore...
FGmFGm... Oh, I wish they wouldn't talk so loud and expose my heartache to the crowd These walls around me are so thin, sometimes I think they're moving in Yeah...