Biografia:
Bill Morrissey (November 25, 1951 – July 23, 2011) was an American folk singer-songwriter from New Hampshire. Many of his songs reflect the harsh realities of life in crumbling New England mill towns.
Hailing from New Hampshire in the northeastern United States, singer-songwriter Bill Morrissey wrote about everyday life on the fringes, both geographical--e.g., fading mill towns, railyards, prisons--and interpersonal--e.g., instant infatuation with an unknown woman at a bar.
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Bill Morrissey – Inside
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[Bm] This aint [Cm] Hollywood
Never really gets that [Bm] good
Call it love if you [Cm] think you should
And [F] no need to [C7] explain [Cm]
[Bm] Tonight it’s just [Cm] you and me
Furnished room Black and [Bm] white TV
Late movie [Cm] runs till three
And [F] this is you and me [C7] again
[Bm] No work just a [Cm] lot of time
Quit drinkin now I [Bm] watch the clock
Count the minutes [Cm] in the dark
Then [F] the sun crawls up [C7] again
And you [Cm] wont leave soon cause I [Bm] know
Your [Cm] just like me with no [Bm] place to go
Theres a [Cm] love still here and nothing [Bm] dying
You[Cm] just got hurt very deep [Bm] inside
[Bm] This aint [Cm] Hollywood
It aint Dallas or [Bm] Malibu
Its not the life I [Cm] promised you
When [F] we set off years [C7] ago [Cm]
[Bm] And waitin tables from [Cm] one till nine
fill out forms and [Bm] stand in line
no work just a [Cm] waste of time
every [F] days the [C7] same
Instramental Bm Cm Bm Cm F C7 Cm Bm Cm Bm Cm Bm Cm Bm
[Bm] Home later each [Cm] night I see
I fix dinner while [Bm] you talk to me
And we wait for the [Cm] late movie
To [F] take us away [C7] again
And [Cm] you wont leave soon because [Bm] I know
Your [Cm] just like me with no place [Bm] to go
No [Cm] place to go just a matter of [Bm] time
You’ll [Cm] find some place it’s just a matter [Bm] of time
[Bm] This aint [Cm] Hollywood
Never really gets [Bm] that good
Call it love if you think [Cm] you should
And [F] no need to [C7] explain [Cm]
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[Bm] This aint [Cm] Hollywood
Never really gets that [Bm] good
Call it love if you [Cm] think you should
And [F] no need to [C7] explain [Cm]
[Bm] Tonight it’s just [Cm] you and me
Furnished room Black and [Bm] white TV
Late movie [Cm] runs till three
And [F] this is you and me [C7] again
[Bm] No work just a [Cm] lot of time
Quit drinkin now I [Bm] watch the clock
Count the minutes [Cm] in the dark
Then [F] the sun crawls up [C7] again
And you [Cm] wont leave soon cause I [Bm] know
Your [Cm] just like me with no [Bm] place to go
Theres a [Cm] love still here and nothing [Bm] dying
You[Cm] just got hurt very deep [Bm] inside
[Bm] This aint [Cm] Hollywood
It aint Dallas or [Bm] Malibu
Its not the life I [Cm] promised you
When [F] we set off years [C7] ago [Cm]
[Bm] And waitin tables from [Cm] one till nine
fill out forms and [Bm] stand in line
no work just a [Cm] waste of time
every [F] days the [C7] same
Instramental Bm Cm Bm Cm F C7 Cm Bm Cm Bm Cm Bm Cm Bm
[Bm] Home later each [Cm] night I see
I fix dinner while [Bm] you talk to me
And we wait for the [Cm] late movie
To [F] take us away [C7] again
And [Cm] you wont leave soon because [Bm] I know
Your [Cm] just like me with no place [Bm] to go
No [Cm] place to go just a matter of [Bm] time
You’ll [Cm] find some place it’s just a matter [Bm] of time
[Bm] This aint [Cm] Hollywood
Never really gets [Bm] that good
Call it love if you think [Cm] you should
And [F] no need to [C7] explain [Cm]
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