Biografía:
En el conocido sello Stiff Ian Dury y los Blockheads grabaron una serie de discos muy aprovechables dentro de la escena new wave. El inglés Dury nació el 12 de mayo de 1942 en la localidad de Upminster, Essex.
En su niñez sufrió la polio, hecho que condicionaría su físico. Después de terminar en el instituto, estudió arte y mientras daba clases de pintura decidió que dejaba el pincel, por lo menos profesionalmente, para intentar buscarse un hueco en la música.
Read more on Last.fm
Otras canciones:
- Billericay Dickie
- Blackmail Man
- Blockheads
- Hit Me With Your Rhythm Stick
- Im Partial To Your Abracadabra
- Itinerant Child
- Lullaby For Francis
- My Old Man
- Profoundly In Love With Pandora
- Sweet Gene Vincent
- There Aint Half Been Some Clever Bastards
- Uncoolohol
- Wake Up And Make Love With Me
- What A Waste
- Youre More Than Fair
¡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!
...MY OLD MAN... by Ian Dury & The Blockheads
----------------.............................
*from 'New Boots and Panties!!' (1977)*
/ = slide
Intro:
A F# E
Verse 1:
B
My old man wore three piece whistles; he was never home for long.
Drove a bus for London Transport; he knew where he belonged.
B7 / C7
Number 18 down to Euston,
B7 / C7 C7 B7 E
Double decker move a -long.
B7 / C7 C7 B7 E
Double decker move a -long.
A F# E
My old man.
Verse 2:
B
Later on he drove a Roller, chauffeuring for foreign men.
Dropped his aitches on occasion, said Cor Blimey, now and then.
B7 / C7
Did the crossword in the Standard,
B7 / C7 C7 B7 E
At the airport in the rain.
B7 / C7 C7 B7 E
At the airport in the rain.
A F# E
My old man.
Verse 3:
B
Wouldn't never let his guvnors, call him Billy; he was proud.
Personal reasons make a difference; his last boss was allowed.
B7 / C7
Perhaps he had to keep his distance,
B7 / C7 C7 B7 E
Made a racket when he rowed,
B7 / C7 C7 B7 E
Made a racket when he rowed.
A F# E A F# E
My old man, my old man.
Verse 4:
B
My old man was fairly handsome, he smoked too many cigs.
Lived in one room in Victoria, he was tidy in his digs.
B7 / C7
Had to have an operation,
B7 / C7 C7 B7 E
When his ulcer got to big.
B7 / C7 C7 B7 E
When his ulcer got to big.
A F# E
My old man.
Solo:
B
B7 / C7, B7 / C7, C7 B7 E
B7 / C7, C7 B7 E
A F# E
My old man.
Verse 5:
B
Seven years went out the window, we met as one to one.
Died before we'd done much talking; but relations had begun.
B 7/ C7
All the while we thought about each other,
B7 / C7 C7 B7 E
All the best mate, from your son.
B7 / C7 C7 B7 E
All the best mate, from your son.
A F# E A F# E
My old man, my old man.
Sax Solo:
B
B7 / C7, B7 / C7, C7 B7 E
B7 / C7, C7 B7 E
(Repeat to Fade)
CHORD DIAGRAMS:
---------------
A F# E B B7 C7
EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE
577655 244322 022100 x24442 x24242 x35353
Tabbed by Joel from cLuMsY, Bristol, England, 2006 ([email protected])
----------------.............................
*from 'New Boots and Panties!!' (1977)*
/ = slide
Intro:
A F# E
Verse 1:
B
My old man wore three piece whistles; he was never home for long.
Drove a bus for London Transport; he knew where he belonged.
B7 / C7
Number 18 down to Euston,
B7 / C7 C7 B7 E
Double decker move a -long.
B7 / C7 C7 B7 E
Double decker move a -long.
A F# E
My old man.
Verse 2:
B
Later on he drove a Roller, chauffeuring for foreign men.
Dropped his aitches on occasion, said Cor Blimey, now and then.
B7 / C7
Did the crossword in the Standard,
B7 / C7 C7 B7 E
At the airport in the rain.
B7 / C7 C7 B7 E
At the airport in the rain.
A F# E
My old man.
Verse 3:
B
Wouldn't never let his guvnors, call him Billy; he was proud.
Personal reasons make a difference; his last boss was allowed.
B7 / C7
Perhaps he had to keep his distance,
B7 / C7 C7 B7 E
Made a racket when he rowed,
B7 / C7 C7 B7 E
Made a racket when he rowed.
A F# E A F# E
My old man, my old man.
Verse 4:
B
My old man was fairly handsome, he smoked too many cigs.
Lived in one room in Victoria, he was tidy in his digs.
B7 / C7
Had to have an operation,
B7 / C7 C7 B7 E
When his ulcer got to big.
B7 / C7 C7 B7 E
When his ulcer got to big.
A F# E
My old man.
Solo:
B
B7 / C7, B7 / C7, C7 B7 E
B7 / C7, C7 B7 E
A F# E
My old man.
Verse 5:
B
Seven years went out the window, we met as one to one.
Died before we'd done much talking; but relations had begun.
B 7/ C7
All the while we thought about each other,
B7 / C7 C7 B7 E
All the best mate, from your son.
B7 / C7 C7 B7 E
All the best mate, from your son.
A F# E A F# E
My old man, my old man.
Sax Solo:
B
B7 / C7, B7 / C7, C7 B7 E
B7 / C7, C7 B7 E
(Repeat to Fade)
CHORD DIAGRAMS:
---------------
A F# E B B7 C7
EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE
577655 244322 022100 x24442 x24242 x35353
Tabbed by Joel from cLuMsY, Bristol, England, 2006 ([email protected])
Ian Kasela
Ian Kelly
Ian Matthews
Ian McCulloch
Ian McIntosh
Ian Rodgers
Ian Rubbish & Th (...)
Ian Siegal
Ian Smale Ishmae (...)
Ian Tamblyn