Biografía:
Sean McConnell is a singer-songwriter from Marietta, Georgia. He is known for this folk rock songs about childhood, love, friendships and his faith. Sean currently tours the country promoting his new Tell The Truth EP.
In his own words (from his myspace page):
“For me it’s all about the SONG. I remember watching my father sitting at our dining room table for hours and hours with his pencil and pad crafting his songs; spending the time to find the perfect word, the perfect chord, the perfect melody.
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Otras canciones:
¡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!
[Intro]
G D C G D C
G
Looking down at the strip from my hotel room,
D C
It must be a full moon, cause their all out tonight
G
All the insecure boys in their muscle cars,
D C
Young girls in their pushup bras under neon lights,
D C
They come here for freedom, freedom from anything
D C
And for miles and miles down this road, you can hear them sing
D C
With their voices, and their engines, and their pounding radios
D C
It seems like round here, no one knows
[Chorus]
G D
No one knows that there?s more
Am C
Beyond these dead skies and these filthy streets
G D
Take my hand and let me pull you
Am C
Out of the blindness of your weary soul
G C
To somewhere beautiful
Em C
To somewhere beautiful
G
Is there any way to learn from what you?ve been told
D C
Or do you really have to hold the experience
G
Cause you can hear me now, and come out clean
D C
Trust me, I could spare you the consequence
D C
I can tell by your eyes, that there ain?t no getting through
D C
Cause you?re hell bent on doing exactly what you?ve gotta do
D C
So welcome to a long line of sinners and saints
D C
Is there anyone around here who ain?t
[Chorus]
G D
No one knows that there?s more
Am C
Beyond these dead skies and these filthy streets
G D
Take my hand and let me pull you
Am C
Out of the blindness of your weary soul
G C
To somewhere beautiful
Em C
To somewhere beautiful
G D C G D C
G
Looking down at the strip from my hotel room,
D C
It must be a full moon, cause their all out tonight
G
All the insecure boys in their muscle cars,
D C
Young girls in their pushup bras under neon lights,
D C
They come here for freedom, freedom from anything
D C
And for miles and miles down this road, you can hear them sing
D C
With their voices, and their engines, and their pounding radios
D C
It seems like round here, no one knows
[Chorus]
G D
No one knows that there?s more
Am C
Beyond these dead skies and these filthy streets
G D
Take my hand and let me pull you
Am C
Out of the blindness of your weary soul
G C
To somewhere beautiful
Em C
To somewhere beautiful
G
Is there any way to learn from what you?ve been told
D C
Or do you really have to hold the experience
G
Cause you can hear me now, and come out clean
D C
Trust me, I could spare you the consequence
D C
I can tell by your eyes, that there ain?t no getting through
D C
Cause you?re hell bent on doing exactly what you?ve gotta do
D C
So welcome to a long line of sinners and saints
D C
Is there anyone around here who ain?t
[Chorus]
G D
No one knows that there?s more
Am C
Beyond these dead skies and these filthy streets
G D
Take my hand and let me pull you
Am C
Out of the blindness of your weary soul
G C
To somewhere beautiful
Em C
To somewhere beautiful
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