Dr. Hook. Es habitual en el mundo de la música hallar trayectorias que desembocan o llegan a triunfar de una forma completamente distinta a como se originaron. Y casi siempre por voluntad del gran público que en definitiva termina por decidir. Pero no en muchos casos una larga carrera puede quedar tan reducida a una época puntual y ser sobre todo tan diferente a como se planteó. Es el caso de La Banda Más Loca Del Mundo. Así puede extractarse la biografía de este septeto de la costa este de Estados Unidos, Dr.Hook & The Medicine Show.
¡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!
[D] Second Street and Broadway, [G] Sittin' in a doorway [D] Head held in his hands, [E] Looked to all the world Like he was [A] prayin', [D] Foot wrapped in old rag, [G] Bottle in a brown bag, [D] I saw him trying to stand [E] Then I heard the words, that he was [A] sayin' He said...
CHORUS: [D] Come on, Carrie, [G] Carry me a little [D] farther [D] Come on, Carrie, Carry me one more [A] mile. [D] I don't know where it's leadin' to, But I [G] know I can make it if I [E] lean on you, So [D] come on, Carrie, [G] Carry me a little [D] I carried you, now [G] carry me a little, [D] (Pause) Come on, [G] Carrie, carry me A little [D] while. [G] [D] [G]
Well he [D] struggled to his feet, And [G] staggered down the street To the [D] window of a five and dime, He [E] stood and laughed a while at his [A] reflection. [D] And then I heard him shoutin', [G] Something 'bout a mountain [D] He could surely [D] climb, If [E] she was only there To point to right [A] direction., But she ain't, no, but she ain't, no....