Thomas Alan Waits (nacido en Pomona (California) el 7 de diciembre de 1949) es un pianista, cantante, compositor y actor estadounidense, famoso por sus canciones de tono áspero inspiradas en escritores de la generación Beat, en especial Jack Kerouac
En 1967 comenzó a trabajar en los cabarets de Los Ángeles, ambiente que le influyó mucho para las canciones de su primer disco, Closing Time (1973), aunque este álbum se vio eclipsado por The Eagles y Tim Buckley
¡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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THE HEART OF SATURDAY NIGHT by Tom Waits
GG9Gmaj7G9C/EC/DCC/BAm7D7GDGD GDGD Well, you gassed her up, behind the wheel GC/EC/DCC/B With your arm around your sweet one in your Oldsmobile Am7D7GD Barrellin' down the boulevard, your lookin' for the heart of Saturday Night.
And you got paid on Friday, and your pockets are jinglin' And you see the lights, you get all tinglin' 'Cause your cruisin' with a 6, And you're lookin' for the heart of Saturday night.
C/ECDG Then you comb your hair, shave your face, tryin' to wipe out ev'ry trace C/ECAm7 Of all the other days in the week, you know that this'll be the Saturday D7 You're reachin' your peak.
Stoppin' on the red, you're goin' on the green, 'Cause tonight'll be like nothin' you've ever seen, And you're barrellin' down the boulevard, Lookin' for the heart of Saturday night.
And tell me is it the crack of the pool balls neon buzzin'? Telephone ringin'; it's you're second cousin. Is it the barmaid that's smilin' from the corner of her eye? Magic of the melancholy tear in your eye.
Makes it kind of quiver down in the core 'Cause your dreamin' of them Saturdays that came before And now you're stumblin', you're stumblin' on to the heart of Saturday night.
Well, you gassed her up, behind the wheel With your arm around your sweet one in your Oldsmobile Barrellin' down the boulevard, your lookin' for the heart of Saturday Night.
And tell me is it the crack of the pool balls neon buzzin'? Telephone ringin'; it's you're second cousin. Is it the barmaid that's smilin' from the corner of her eye? Magic of the melancholy tear in your eye.
Makes it kind of special down in the core 'Cause your dreamin' of them Saturdays that came before it's found you stumblin', you're stumblin' on to the heart of Saturday night. And you're stumblin', you're stumblin' on to the heart of Saturday night.
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