John Denver (Roswell, Nuevo México, 31 de diciembre de 1943 - Pacific Grove, California, 12 de octubre de 1997), nacido como Henry John Deutschendorf, Jr. en Roswell, Nuevo México. Murió con 53 años de edad en la costa de Monterey, California cuando pilotaba un Rutan Long-EZ, un avión experimental de fibra de vidrio. Fue tal vez el principal exponente de la música country de EEUU. Dedicó su vida a cantarle a la naturaleza, las relaciones y los valores humanos y a la preservacion de la vida.
¡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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Date: Fri, 23 Jan 1998 22:29:23, -0500 From: MR KEN L REYNOLDS Subject: two_shots_by_john_denver
album: Windsong song: Two Shots artist: John Denver transcribed: Ken Reynolds
The following selection goes out to my friend Mike, back in Michigan.
Two Shots John Denver (klr)
I took [C] two [D] shots, got [C] no [G] ducks and [D7] cold, cold [G] hands [G] Last night while [D7] Mike and I were out [C] drinking [Am] Trying to [D7] have A good [G] time [G7] The [C] lady with whom I was [G] speaking [Em] [A7] Thought I was feeding her some old [D7] line When I [G] spoke of a [D7] cold winter^?s [C] morning A [Am] duckblind and A [D7] river of [G] gray [G7] The [C] sound of the [Am] snow softly [G] falling [Em] When I [A7] thought I heard somebody [D7] say I took [C] two [D] shots, got [C] no [G] ducks And [D7] cold, cold [G] hands
I could [G] tell by the [D7] gaze of my [C] comrades That [Am] I was the [D7] one who had [G] spoke [G7] Their [C] eyes held a message of [G] patience [Em] The [A7] thrill of the hunt and of [D7] hope But when [G] I spoke [D7] again how they [C] listened For the [Am] wisdom of [D7] what I might [G] say [G7] If the [C] good Lord had [Am] meant us to [G] shoot one [Em] He^?d [A7] surely send more ducks our [D7] way I took [C] two [D] shots, got [C] no [G] ducks And [D7] cold, cold [G] hands
(spoken) Well the [G] lady with [D7] whom I was [C] speaking She laughed [Am] lightly and she [D7] wandered [G] away [G7] My [C] heart like the snow in my [G] story [Em] Fell [A7] silent I^?d hoped she would [D7] stay (sing) It^?s so [G] nice to [D7] talk to some [C] body To find [Am] someone who^?s [D7] willing to [G] share [G7] I [C] know that this [Am] life is worth [G] living [Em] But [A7] sometimes it just isn^?t [D7] fair I took [C] two [D] shots, got [C] no [G] ducks And [D7] cold, cold [G] hands I took [C] two [D] shots, got [C] no [G] ducks And [D7] cold, cold [C] hands [G] - [Am7] - [G]
I hope you all enjoyed that goody, I know I do. For music tape trading oppurtunities contact me at ( [email protected] ) Ken Reynolds