Biografía:
Badfinger fue un grupo británico de rock frecuentemente considerado uno de los primeros del estilo llamado power pop. La banda fue exitosa comercialmente a principios de los años 70 y debido a su estilo similar al de The Beatles y a su contrato con el sello independiente de esa banda, Apple Records, fue considerada su posible sucesora. Sin embargo, una serie de problemas con sus sellos discográficos hicieron que sus integrantes no recibieran dinero pese al éxito de sus singles
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Otras canciones:
- Come And Get It
- Without You
- Apple Of My Eye
- Arthur
- Baby Blue
- Believe Me
- Better Days
- Blodwyn
- Carry On Till Tomorrow
- Crimson Ship
- Day After Day
- Flying
- Give It A Try
- I Dont Mind
- Id Die Babe
- Ill Be The One
- In The Meantime Some Other Time
- Its Over
- John Forgot To Sing
- Love Is Gonna Come At Last
- Love Time
- Maybe Tomorrow
- Midnight Caller
- Money
- Name Of The Game
- No Matter What
- Passed Fast
- Perfection
- Shine On
- Sometimes
- Storm In A Teacup
- Suitcase
- Sweet Tuesday Morning
- Take It All
- The Midnight Sun
- The Name Of The Game
- Walk Out In The Rain
- Were For The Dark
- When I Say
- Youre So Fine
¡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!
BADFINGER
CRIMSON SHIP
EVANS/HAM
A E F#m E
My life was coloured, painting pictures out of tune
A E F#
You came from nowhere in a song
A E F#m E
It might have been the way I laughed, he made the jokes
A E F#
Could only show me what was wrong
H E
He took me flying on his crimson ship
F# A E
He never left me his number
H E
He took me flying on his crimson ship
F# A E F#
Then he was gone and I wondered
A E F#m E
Who put the knots on all the crosses on the hill?
A E F#
Why did the old man wash his hands?
A E F#m E
Who grew the flower that was big enough to kill?
A E F#
And blew the trumpet in the van, a-an
H E
He took me flying on his crimson ship
F# A E
He never left me his number
H E
He took me flying on his crimson ship
F# A E F#
Then he was gone and I wondered
A E H F#
Oh-oh, oh-oh
A E F#m E
When they were busy throwing kisses at the moon
A E F#
A father lost his mother's son
A E F#m E
And though they knew the resurrection would be soon
A E F#
The time was spent, they carried on, o-on
H E
He took me flying on his crimson ship
F# A E
He never left me his number
H E
He took me flying on his crimson ship
F# A E F# H
Then he was gone and I wondered
F#
Wondered Wondered Wondered . . . . .
CRIMSON SHIP
EVANS/HAM
A E F#m E
My life was coloured, painting pictures out of tune
A E F#
You came from nowhere in a song
A E F#m E
It might have been the way I laughed, he made the jokes
A E F#
Could only show me what was wrong
H E
He took me flying on his crimson ship
F# A E
He never left me his number
H E
He took me flying on his crimson ship
F# A E F#
Then he was gone and I wondered
A E F#m E
Who put the knots on all the crosses on the hill?
A E F#
Why did the old man wash his hands?
A E F#m E
Who grew the flower that was big enough to kill?
A E F#
And blew the trumpet in the van, a-an
H E
He took me flying on his crimson ship
F# A E
He never left me his number
H E
He took me flying on his crimson ship
F# A E F#
Then he was gone and I wondered
A E H F#
Oh-oh, oh-oh
A E F#m E
When they were busy throwing kisses at the moon
A E F#
A father lost his mother's son
A E F#m E
And though they knew the resurrection would be soon
A E F#
The time was spent, they carried on, o-on
H E
He took me flying on his crimson ship
F# A E
He never left me his number
H E
He took me flying on his crimson ship
F# A E F# H
Then he was gone and I wondered
F#
Wondered Wondered Wondered . . . . .
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