Barton Lee Hazlewood (1929 - 2007) foi um intérprete , compositor e produtor americano. È famoso pela composição do hit “These Boots are made for walkin”, cantado por Nancy Sinatra. Hazlewood ganhou status cult no rock underground americano por combinar country, folk e rock psicodélico durante a década de 60. Possui uma distinta voz e além de compor para Nancy Sinatra, possui vários discos gravados em parceria com a mesma. Praticamente se aposentou do ramo musical durante as décadas de 70 e 80.
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!
G#C#G# Baby, this letter might be hard to read Bb7D# But I’ve got a strong need to get it all down G#C#G# It’s noon and I’m lyin’ on the bunk in the back of the bus Bb7D# I got thinkin’ about us while I’m bouncing around
C#CmFm The rising star just ridin’ along with the rest of the guys Bb7D# Smoking and gettin’ high like he does each trip C#CmFm ‘Bout two o’clock he’ll say I think I’ll sip some crow Bb7D# By the time of the show the rising star will be ripped
G#C#G# Later on when the job is done we’re back on the bus Bb7D# He’ll turn to the guys and smile in a funny way C#G# And say tell me once again how good I played
C#G#C#G# And they call him the rising star and they say he’s gonna go far F#D#7 But each night he gets far (?) he ever believed G#C#G# Something inside me grieves cause sure as hell one day C#G# They say the rising star will fade away
Last night the rising star got lost with a girl for an hour or so Barely made the shoe, kinda stumbled on Forgot the words to the song he wrote about his wife Said guess that’s life but I was wrong
Cause every night when I go on I’m the rising star Me and my guitar start to get it on Living is when they stand and cheering and call my name But I’ll try to change before too long
Something about the here and now said drop a line To say I’m fine but I’d like to say not every rising star fades away
And they call me the rising star, baby I’m gonna go far With you beside me I swear by the pen in my hand I’ll be damned if you ever gone to see the day That drunken, stoned and all alone, You’ll see this rising star fade away