"Algunos cantautores, cuando tocan se imaginan que son Bob Dylan; yo me imagino que soy The Clash"
Billy Bragg, nacido en Barking, Essex-Inglaterra el 20 de diciembre de 1957, es un cantautor izquierdista muy vinculado al movimiento obrero.
Formó parte del llamado anti-Folk de los años 80. Es un artista influido tanto por el punk-rock (en especial The Clash, se le conoció como el 'one-man-Clash'), como por los cantautores comprometidos, en especial
¡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!
From: [email protected] (William Vaughan) Subject: Re: Saturday Boy - Billy Bragg
Capo at the 2nd fret here. Here are the chrds
D x5777xx (so this is actually an E) D/C# x4777xx A 577655 G 355433 Bm xx4432 A(*) x0222x D5 xx023x G(*) 320003
DD/C#AGAD I'll never forget the first day I met her
D/C#AGA That September morning was clear and fresh
DD/C#AGA The way she spoke and laughed at my jokes
DD/C#AGA and the way she rubbed her dress against the edge of my desk
(same as first verse) She became a magic mystery to me and we'd sit together in double history twice a week and some days we'd walk the same way home and its surprising how quick a little rain can clear the streets
(chorus) BmA(*) D5 I dreamed of her in my bed of dreams
BmG(*) but that was all that I ever tasted
BmA(*) D5 she lied to me with her body you see
G F# E G F# E G F# E B A (<---these are notes on the and I lied to myself bout the chances I wasted low E and A strings)
(same as first verse except where noted) The times we were close were few and far between in the darkness of the dances of the school cantene did she close her eyes as I did when we held each other tightly
D (hold) GA and lalalalalalalalala..... means I love you
(flute solo over verse chords, whistle if you've got the chops :) )
(same) She danced with me and I still hold that memory soft and sweet and eyes stared out the window as I walked down her street but I never made the first team, I just made the first team laugh and she never came to the phone, she was always in the bath
BmA(*) D5 In the end it took me a dic - tionary
BmG(*) to find the meaning of unrequited
BmA(*) D5 while she was giving herself for free
G F# E G F# E G F# E B A (<--- again single notes on low E and A) at a party to which I was never invited
(same) I never understood my feeling then and I hide my humble hopes now Thinking back, she made us want her A girl not old enough to shave her legs