Biografía:
Bert William Sommer (February 7, 1949 – July 23, 1990) was an American folk singer, songwriter and actor. He appeared in the musical Hair and at the Woodstock Festival, and released several albums as a singer-songwriter.
Sommer grew up in Queens and Hartsdale, New York, and was a self-taught musician (piano and guitar), who began writing songs in his teens.[2] He attended Woodlands High School as well as Quintano's School for Young Professionals in Manhattan.
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SONG: AMERICA
ARTIST: BERT SOMMER
TAB BY: DON CZARSKI
EMAIL: [email protected]
AMERICA
BERT SOMMERS
INTRO: NONE
VERSE:
D F#m Bm D G G
Let us be lovers, we'll marry our fortunes together
D Bm Bm7
I've got some real-estate here in my bag
F#m B
So we bought a pack of cigarettes,
F#m B
And Mrs. Wagners pies
A D A D D Bm7 D G
And we walked off to look for America
VERSE:
D F#m Bm D G G
Cathy I said as we boarded the Greyhound in Pittsburg
D Bm Bm7
Michigan seems like a dream to me now
A
It took me four days to hitch-hike from Saginaw
E A E Dmaj7 G
I've come to look for America
VERSE:
D F#m Bm D G G
Toss me a cigarette I think there's one in my raincoat
D Dmaj7 Bm Bm7
We smoked the last one an hour ago
F#m B7
So I looked at the scenery,
F#m7 B
She read the magazines
A D A D A Bm7 D G
And the moon rose over an open field
VERSE:
D A Bm7
Cathy I'm lost, Oh,I said,
D G G
though I knew she was sleeping
D F#m Bm Bm7
I'm empty I'm aching and I don't know why
A
Counting the cars on the New Jersey Turnpike
E A E Dmaj7
They've all come to look for America
E A E Dmaj7
All come to look for America
E A E Dmaj7
They've all come to look for America
OUTRO:
D A Bm7 D G G D
ARTIST: BERT SOMMER
TAB BY: DON CZARSKI
EMAIL: [email protected]
AMERICA
BERT SOMMERS
INTRO: NONE
VERSE:
D F#m Bm D G G
Let us be lovers, we'll marry our fortunes together
D Bm Bm7
I've got some real-estate here in my bag
F#m B
So we bought a pack of cigarettes,
F#m B
And Mrs. Wagners pies
A D A D D Bm7 D G
And we walked off to look for America
VERSE:
D F#m Bm D G G
Cathy I said as we boarded the Greyhound in Pittsburg
D Bm Bm7
Michigan seems like a dream to me now
A
It took me four days to hitch-hike from Saginaw
E A E Dmaj7 G
I've come to look for America
VERSE:
D F#m Bm D G G
Toss me a cigarette I think there's one in my raincoat
D Dmaj7 Bm Bm7
We smoked the last one an hour ago
F#m B7
So I looked at the scenery,
F#m7 B
She read the magazines
A D A D A Bm7 D G
And the moon rose over an open field
VERSE:
D A Bm7
Cathy I'm lost, Oh,I said,
D G G
though I knew she was sleeping
D F#m Bm Bm7
I'm empty I'm aching and I don't know why
A
Counting the cars on the New Jersey Turnpike
E A E Dmaj7
They've all come to look for America
E A E Dmaj7
All come to look for America
E A E Dmaj7
They've all come to look for America
OUTRO:
D A Bm7 D G G D
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