Gram Parsons y Chris Hilmann miembros de The Byrds con Sneaky Pete Kleinow y Chris Ethridge formarán en la década de los 70 el embrión del mítico grupo que será la base y fuente de otros posteriores como los Eagles. Mas adelante ingresarán en Burrito otros músicos como Gene Parsons o Bernie Leadon que irán conformando la leyenda dal grupo pionero y mas importante de la música country rock.
¡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!
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CFCFC Yes you loved me and you sold all my clothes FCFC I love you but that's the way that it goes DmFG So it goes guess you know how I feel DmFG So it goes it just couldn't be real FCFCFCFC And we know it's wrong and I don't think it's gonna go on DmFG When I come home carrying my shoes DmFG I've been waiting to tell you some news FCFC And you want me home all night FCFC And you don't want another fight G But you better love find some love C You better love me Jesus Christ
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CFCFC Yes you loved me and you sold all my clothes FCFC I love you but that's the way that it goes DmFG So it goes guess you know how I feel DmFG So it goes it just couldn't be real FCFC And you want me home all night FCFC And you don't want another fight GC But you better love find some love C You better love me Jesus Christ
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Copyright @ 1969 Irving Music Inc.(BMI) From the "Gilded Palace Of Sin" LP
Flying Burrito Brothers To Romona written by Bob Dylan
CG Romona come closer shut softley your watery eyes C The pangs of your sadness shall pass as your senses will rise F But the flowers of the city thou breath like yet death like the at G times
There's no use in trying to deal with the dying C Though I can not explain that in rhymes C Your cracked country lips I still wish to kiss G Have to be by the touch of your skin C Your magnetic movements still capture the moments I'm in F It grieves my heart love to see you trying to be a part of a world G that just don't exist
It's all just a scheme babe a vaccum of dreams that sucks you into C feeling like this C I've heard you say many times that your better than no-one G And no-one is better than you
If you really believe that you know you have nothing to win and C nothing to lose FG >From fixtures and forces and friends your sorrow does stem
They'll hype you & type & make you feel that you got to be just like C them
I'd forever talk to you but soon my words would turn into a meaningless G ring C For deep in my heart there's no help I can bring F Everything passes everything changes just do what you think you should G do C Then someday maybe who knows baby I'll come and be crying to you
Copyright @ 1964 M. Witmark & Sons From the "Flying Burrito Bros" LP