Biografia:
Frank Turner é um cantautor folk/punk de Winchester, UK.
Após a dissolução da banda hardcore Million Dead em 2005, Frank embarcou a tempo inteiro numa carreira a solo.
Discografia:
2005 - Frank Turner's Demo
2007 - Campfire Punkrock
2007 - The Real Damage
2007 - Sleep Is For The Week
2008 - Love Ire & Song
2008 - The First Three Years
2009 - Poetry Of The Deed
2010 - Take to the Road: Live 2009
2010 - iTunes Festival: London 2010
2011 - 2011-11-17: Daytrotter Session, Big Orange Studios, Austin, TX, USA
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Outras músicas:
- 1933
- Be More Kind
- Blackout
- Dan's Song
- District Sleeps Alone Tonight
- Eulogy
- Fathers Day
- Get Better
- Glory Hallelujah
- I Am Disappeared
- I Knew Prufrock Before He Got Famous
- I Still Believe
- Long Live The Queen
- Lost
- Love 40 Down
- Love Ire And Song
- Make America Great Again
- Once We Were Anarchists
- Peggy Sang The Blues
- Photosynthesis
- Plain Sailing Weather
- Polaroid Picture
- Real Damage
- Reasons Not To Be An Idiot
- Recovery
- Sailors Boots
- Substitute
- The Ballad Of Me And My Friends
- The Next Storm
- The Road
- The Way I Tend To Be
- If Ever I Stray
- 21St Century Survival Blues
- 4 Simple Words
- A Love Worth Keeping
- After The Rush Hour
- Anymore
- Back To Sleep
- Ballad Of Steve
- Balthazar Impresario
- Barbara Allan
- Better Half
- Brave Face
- Broken Piano
- Build Me Up Buttercup
- Cleopatra In Brooklyn
- Common Ground
- Cowboy
- Dancing Queen
- Dans Song
- Demons
- Dont Worry
- English Curse
- Faithful Son
- Four Simple Words
- Front Crawl
- Get It Right
- Glorious You
- Glory Hallelujah Acoustic
- Going Nowhere
- Good And Gone
- Heart Of The Continent
- Heartless Bastard Motherfucker
- Hits And Mrs
- I Really Dont Care What You Did On Your Gap Year
- Isabel
- Jet Lag
- Josephine
- Journey Of The Magi
- Keira
- Least Of All Young Caroline
- Linoleum
- Little Aphrodite
- Little Changes
- Live Fast Die Old
- Longing For The Day
- Losing Days
- Mittens
- Mr Richards
- Must Try Harder
- My Kingdom For A Horse
- Nashville Tennessee
- Nights Become Days
- Oh Brother
- Old Flames
- One Foot Before The Other
- Our Lady Of The Campfire
- Out Of Breath
- Outdoor Type
- Pancho And Lefty
- Pay To Cum
- Plea From A Cat Named Virtute
- Poetry Of The Deed
- Practical Anarchist
- Present Tense
- Redemption
- Richard Divine
- Riot Song
- Rivers
- Rod Stewart
- Romantic Fatigue
- Sea Legs
- Silent Key
- Smiling At Strangers On Trains
- Something Of Freedom
- Song For Eva Mae
- Song For Josh
- Song To Bob
- Sons Of Liberty
- St Christopher Is Coming Home
- Sunday Nights
- Sunshine State
- Susannah
- Sweet Albion Blues
- Tattoos
- Tell Tale Signs
- Thatcher Fucked The Kids
- The Armadillo
- The Fastest Way Back Home
- The Fisher King Blues
- The Huntsman Comes A
- The Next Round
- The Opening Act Of Spring
- The Quiet One
- The Sand In The Gears
- The Slow Train
- There Are Bad Times Just Around The Corner
- There She Is
- Thunder Road
- To Absent Friends
- Try This At Home
- Undeveloped Film
- Vital Signs
- Wanderlust
- We Shall Not Overcome
- Wessex Boy
- Wisdom Teeth
- Worse Things Happen At Sea
Quatro anos de trabalho duro!Neste mês de maio fizemos quatro anos no ar. Continuamos trabalhando na divulgação deste maravilhoso instrumento, obrigado por participar da nossa história!
I'm a massive Frank fan, and I was always annoyed
that one of my favourite songs didn't have a tab on
here, so I gave it a go. I'm pretty confident that
the chorus is right, but less so about the verses.
It sounds passable, I think.
A D A
Sunday nights are slow surrender.
A D E
They'll never last and we'll never learn.
A D A
We can still make this one to remember.
F#m E Dsus2
It's Sunday night and we've time to burn.
F#m E A
And tomorrow morning can wait its turn.
Dsus2 A E
Charge your glasses, raise a toast,
F#m E D
To the memory game,
F#m E
To the sleep that we've lost,
Dsus2 A E
Another weekend ran to ground,
F#m E D
Another passing coat of red,
F#m E
Painted across our town,
Dsus2 A E
Work is shallow, cutting deep.
F#m E D
Who would waste two days respite,
F#m E
Can't catch up on sleep,
Dsus2 A E
So here we are, last chance to live,
F#m E D
Ticking clock and slow defeat.
E (I think)
It'll all be over soon.
A D A
Sunday nights are slow surrender.
A D E
They'll never last and we'll never learn.
A D A
We can still make this one to remember.
F#m E Dsus2
It's Sunday night and we've time to burn.
F#m E A
And tomorrow morning can wait its turn.
Dsus2 A E
So once more friends unto the breach,
F#m E D
Bleary eyed, the stuff of dreams
F#m E
Always slips out of reach,
Dsus2 A
Defiance dressed up,
E
Crumpled clothes,
F#m E D
Protest played out with a headache,
F#m E
Starting late, but going slow,
Dsus2 A E
Don't we know we have to be there,
F#m E D
We have tasted freer air,
E
We don't have to care.
A D A
Sunday nights are slow surrender.
A D E
They'll never last and we'll never learn.
A D A
We can still make this one to remember.
F#m E Dsus2
It's Sunday night and we've time to burn.
F#m E A
And tomorrow morning can wait its turn.
D A E
All our days,
F#m E D
Will fade away,
D A E
And hazy nights,
F#m E D
And clear mistakes.
D A E
So here's to us,
F#m E D
Our needs that much,
D A E
Let's raise a toast,
F#m E D E
For one last boast, cos
F#m E D
It's Sunday night and we've time to burn,
F#m E A
And tomorrow morning can wait its turn.
Hope you found this useful!
that one of my favourite songs didn't have a tab on
here, so I gave it a go. I'm pretty confident that
the chorus is right, but less so about the verses.
It sounds passable, I think.
A D A
Sunday nights are slow surrender.
A D E
They'll never last and we'll never learn.
A D A
We can still make this one to remember.
F#m E Dsus2
It's Sunday night and we've time to burn.
F#m E A
And tomorrow morning can wait its turn.
Dsus2 A E
Charge your glasses, raise a toast,
F#m E D
To the memory game,
F#m E
To the sleep that we've lost,
Dsus2 A E
Another weekend ran to ground,
F#m E D
Another passing coat of red,
F#m E
Painted across our town,
Dsus2 A E
Work is shallow, cutting deep.
F#m E D
Who would waste two days respite,
F#m E
Can't catch up on sleep,
Dsus2 A E
So here we are, last chance to live,
F#m E D
Ticking clock and slow defeat.
E (I think)
It'll all be over soon.
A D A
Sunday nights are slow surrender.
A D E
They'll never last and we'll never learn.
A D A
We can still make this one to remember.
F#m E Dsus2
It's Sunday night and we've time to burn.
F#m E A
And tomorrow morning can wait its turn.
Dsus2 A E
So once more friends unto the breach,
F#m E D
Bleary eyed, the stuff of dreams
F#m E
Always slips out of reach,
Dsus2 A
Defiance dressed up,
E
Crumpled clothes,
F#m E D
Protest played out with a headache,
F#m E
Starting late, but going slow,
Dsus2 A E
Don't we know we have to be there,
F#m E D
We have tasted freer air,
E
We don't have to care.
A D A
Sunday nights are slow surrender.
A D E
They'll never last and we'll never learn.
A D A
We can still make this one to remember.
F#m E Dsus2
It's Sunday night and we've time to burn.
F#m E A
And tomorrow morning can wait its turn.
D A E
All our days,
F#m E D
Will fade away,
D A E
And hazy nights,
F#m E D
And clear mistakes.
D A E
So here's to us,
F#m E D
Our needs that much,
D A E
Let's raise a toast,
F#m E D E
For one last boast, cos
F#m E D
It's Sunday night and we've time to burn,
F#m E A
And tomorrow morning can wait its turn.
Hope you found this useful!
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