Biografía:
Monte Montgomery has taken the acoustic guitar beyond anyone's expectations. With his amazing fretwork, unique combination finger and pick style playing through trailblazing "chordal" thoroughfares often baffling even the most accomplished players. While Monte remains a huge enigma in the guitar universe, his legendary reputation has spread like wildfire since he appeared on Austin City Limits. In 2004 Monte was named on Guitar Player Magazine's list
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¡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!
A :002200
B :024400
B/A :004400
E :022100
F# :244322
Intro: A E F# (x2)
Verse:
B E
My heart beats slow. My head hangs low.
A E F#
I'm driving all night just to make sure you know.
B E
Crossing the line, I leave the US behind.
A E F#
Daylight will come soon. I hope I'm in time.
B E
To hold you fast. To make the moment last.
A E F#
We'll start it all over, and forget the past.
Chorus:
E F# B B/A
Lie to me.
E F# B B/A
Tell me everything you do is for a reason.
E F#
Tell me that you're teasing.
E F#
It's not me you're pleasing.
E F# A E F# A E F#
And it feels like open season on me.
I find your hotel in the cleanest part of hell.
I ponder existence in a Mexican jail.
But I show some restraint, the compassion of a saint.
This whole situation's my only complaint.
So, I pace the lobby floor, watch the elevator door.
And wait as it opens to find what's in store.
Lie to me.
Tell me everything you do is for a reason.
Tell me that you're teasing.
It's not me you're pleasing.
E F# B B/A
And it feels like open season on me.
Tell me that you're teasing.
It's not me you're pleasing.
E F# A E F# A E B
And it feels like open season on me.
B :024400
B/A :004400
E :022100
F# :244322
Intro: A E F# (x2)
Verse:
B E
My heart beats slow. My head hangs low.
A E F#
I'm driving all night just to make sure you know.
B E
Crossing the line, I leave the US behind.
A E F#
Daylight will come soon. I hope I'm in time.
B E
To hold you fast. To make the moment last.
A E F#
We'll start it all over, and forget the past.
Chorus:
E F# B B/A
Lie to me.
E F# B B/A
Tell me everything you do is for a reason.
E F#
Tell me that you're teasing.
E F#
It's not me you're pleasing.
E F# A E F# A E F#
And it feels like open season on me.
I find your hotel in the cleanest part of hell.
I ponder existence in a Mexican jail.
But I show some restraint, the compassion of a saint.
This whole situation's my only complaint.
So, I pace the lobby floor, watch the elevator door.
And wait as it opens to find what's in store.
Lie to me.
Tell me everything you do is for a reason.
Tell me that you're teasing.
It's not me you're pleasing.
E F# B B/A
And it feels like open season on me.
Tell me that you're teasing.
It's not me you're pleasing.
E F# A E F# A E B
And it feels like open season on me.
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