Biografía:
Scott Walker (9 de enero de 1943 - 24 de marzo de 2019) fue un brillante cantante/compositor americano dado a recluirse que ha vivido en Inglaterra durante los últimos 40 años. Noel Scott Engel, su nombre real, tuvo una efímera carrera en EE.UU. en su adolescencia antes de irse a Inglaterra en 1965 para librarse del servicio militar. Como líder de los llamados Walker Brothers (no eran hermanos), se convirtió en una estrella de la invasión británica.
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Otras canciones:
- Duchess
- Rhymes Of Goodbye
- 30 Century Man
- All My Loves Laughter
- Another Tear Falls
- Copenhagen
- Farmer In The City
- First Love Never Dies
- Glory Road
- In My Room
- Its Raining Today
- Jackie
- Joanna
- Lights Of Cincinnati
- Love Her
- Montague Terrace In Blue
- Mrs Murphy
- My Way Home
- Nite Flights
- No Easy Way Down
- On Your Own Again
- Rosary
- Someone Who Cared
- Sons Of
- Stay With Me Baby
- Thanks For Chicago Mr James
- The Bridge
- The Girls And The Dogs
- The Old Mans Back Again
- The Rope And The Colt
- The Seventh Seal
- The Sun Aint Gonna Shine Anymore
- Tilt
- Where Love Has Died
- Young Man Cried
- Youre All Around Me
¡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!
In My Room
Dm
In my room, way at the end of the hall
C
I sit and stare at the wall
Bb A Dm
Thinking how lonesome I've grown, all alone in my room
Dm
In my room, where very night is the same
C
I play a dangerous game
Bb A Dm A
I keep pretending she's late so I sit, and I wait
Dm
Over there is the picture we took when I made her my bride
Over there is the chair where I held whenever she cried
A D
Over there by the window, the flowers she left - have all died
In my room, way at the end of the hall
I sit and stare at the wall
Thinking how lonely I've grown, all alone in my room
Ending: Gm D# Gm F D# D
by: José Duarte
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Dm
In my room, way at the end of the hall
C
I sit and stare at the wall
Bb A Dm
Thinking how lonesome I've grown, all alone in my room
Dm
In my room, where very night is the same
C
I play a dangerous game
Bb A Dm A
I keep pretending she's late so I sit, and I wait
Dm
Over there is the picture we took when I made her my bride
Over there is the chair where I held whenever she cried
A D
Over there by the window, the flowers she left - have all died
In my room, way at the end of the hall
I sit and stare at the wall
Thinking how lonely I've grown, all alone in my room
Ending: Gm D# Gm F D# D
by: José Duarte
[email protected]
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