Dashboard Confessional es un grupo de música de origen estadounidense, liderado por el músico-compositor y guitarrista Chris Carrabba, originario de Boca Ratón (Florida).
En 1999 nace Dashboard Confessional como un proyecto solista-paralelo de Chris Carrabba, en el cual Chris tocaba la guitarra, cantaba y escribía todas las canciones.
Chris Carrabba grabó un par de cintas, entregadas una a su hermana y otra a su mejor amiga -Amy Fleisher-, quien trabajaba para Fiddler Records.
¡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!
Hands Down (Acoustic) by Dashboard Confessional Tabbed by: Brian Jenkins
- Capo on 1st fret. All chords are named relative to the position of the capo.
D(5) xx0232 or x577xx Bm(5) x24422 or x244xx G(5) 320033 or 355xxx A(5) x02220 or x022xx C(5) x32010 or x355xx F#m(5) 244222 or 244xxx
[Verse 1]
DBmG Breathe in for luck, breathe in so deep ACD This air is blessed, you share with me DBmG This night is wild, so calm and dull ACD These hearts they race from self control DBmG Your legs are smooth, as they graze mine A (pause) We're doing fine, we're doing nothing at all
[Chorus]
D My hopes are so high that your kiss might F#m kill me, G so won't you kill me F#mG So I die happy DF#m My heart is yours to fill or burst, GF#m to break or bury, or wear as jewelry GF#mD Whichever you prefer
[Verse 2]
DBm The words are hushed, lets not get busted GAC Just lay entwined here, undiscovered DBm Safe and near from all the stupid questions GAC “Hey did you get some?” Man, that is so dumb DBmG (pause) Stay quiet, stay near, stay close they can't hear AC So we can get some
[Chorus]
D My hopes are so high that your kiss might F#m kill me, G so won't you kill me F#mG So I die happy DF#m My heart is yours to fill or burst, GF#m to break or bury, or wear as jewelry GF#mD Whichever you prefer
[Bridge/Outro]
DG Hands down this is the best day D I can ever remember A Always remember BmG the sound of your stereo, the dim of the soft lights, DA the scent of your hair, that you twirl in your fingers Bm (pause) G And the time on the clock, when we realized it's so late DA and this walk that we shared, together BmG The streets were wet and the gate was locked DA So I jumped it, and I let you in BmG And you stood at your door with your hands on my waist DA and you kissed me like you meant it BmG And I knew, that you meant it, DA that you meant it, that you meant it BmG And I knew, that you meant it, D (hold) that you meant it