Billy Paul nacido como Paul Williams el 1 de diciembre de 1934 en Philadelphia, Estados Unidos es un músico y cantante de música soul.
Billy Paul comenzó su carrera musical a los 12 años apareciendo en emisoras de radio locales de Philadelphia. Escuchando discos que su madre compraba desarrolló un estilo vocal con raíces en el jazz, el R&B y el pop.
Paul asistió a la Escuela de Música de West Philadelphia para completar su formación en técnica vocal.
¡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!
...IT'S TOO LATE... by Billy Paul -------------------..............
*from '360 Degrees of Billy Paul' (1972)*
Intro:
Fm7A#7 (x2)
Fm7A#7 Too late, too late, too late, baby, too late, too. Fm7A#7 Too late, too late, too late, baby, too late.
Verse 1:
Fm7A#7 Stayed in bed all morning just to pass the time, Fm7A#7 There's something wrong here, there can be no denying. Fm7Em7D#m7G#7C#maj7 One of us is changing, or maybe we've just stopped trying?
Chorus 1:
F#maj7C#maj7 And it's too late, baby, it's too late, F#maj7C#maj7 Though we really, really, really did try to make it. F#maj7C#maj7A#m7 Something in-side has died and I can't hide, C7Fm7A#7Fm7A#7 And I just can't fake it, Oh no, no, no, no, no, no...
Verse 2:
Fm7A#7 It used to be easy living here with you, Fm7A#7 You were light and breezy and you knew just what to do. Fm7Em7D#m7G#7C#maj7 Now you look so unhappy, and I feel just like a fool.
Chorus 2:
F#maj7C#maj7 And it's too late, baby, it's too late, F#maj7C#maj7 Though we really, really, really did try to make it, try to make it. F#maj7C#maj7A#m7C7 Something in-side has died and I can't hide, and I just can't fake it; Fm7A#7Fm7A#7 Too late... too late...
Verse 3:
Fm7A#7 There'll be good times again for me and you, Fm7A#7 But we just can't stay to-gether, can't you see it too? Fm7Em7D#m7G#7C#maj7 Still I'm glad for what we had, for how I once loved you.
Chorus 3:
F#maj7C#maj7 And it's too late, baby, it's too late, F#maj7C#maj7 Though we really, really, really did try to make it, try to make it. F#maj7C#maj7A#m7C7 Something in-side has died and I can't hide, and I just can't fake it;
G#maj7C#maj7G#maj7C#maj7C7 Too...late, baby, too late...
Coda:
Fm7A#7 Too late, too late, baby, Fm7A#7 Too late, too late, a-too late-a, a-too late-a, Fm7A#7 A-too late-a, a-too late-a, a-too late-a, a-too late-a, Fm7A#7 A-too late-a, a-too late-a, a-too late-a, a-too late. Fm7A#7 Too late, too late, too late, baby, Fm7A#7 Too late, no no no, no, no, no. Fm7A#7 I just can't take you back, I just can't take you back. Fm7A#7Fm7A#7 One of us has changed; you, I feel unhappy, baby. Fm7A#7 A-but we just-a, but we just-a, but we just-a, Fm7A#7 A-but we just can't stay together; can't you see that too?