Biografia:
Jethro Tull é uma banda de rock formada em Blackpool em 1967. Sua música é caracterizada pelas letras, o estilo vocal cheio de maneirismos e o trabalho único na flauta de seu líder Ian Anderson, além de uma complexa e pouco usual construção musical. Inicialmente calcado no estilo blues rock, o Jethro Tull eventualmente incorporou a seu som elementos de música clássica, folk, jazz, hard rock e art rock. A banda vendeu mais de 60 milhões de discos ao redor do mundo.
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Outras músicas:
- Aqualung
- Fatman
- Fire At Midnight
- Heavy Horses
- Hymn 43
- Jack-in-the-green
- Jeffrey Goes To Leicester Square
- Life Is A Long Song
- Locomotive Breath
- Minstrel In The Gallery
- Mother Goose
- Moths
- Nothing Is Easy
- Skating Away
- Slow Marching Band
- Thick As A Brick
- Too Old To Rock N' Roll Too Young To Die
- Velvet Green
- We Use To Know
- Wond'ring Aloud
- A Gift Of Roses
- A Song For Jeffrey
- Acres Wild
- Alive And Well And Living In
- Another Christmas Song
- Aqualong
- At Last Forever
- Bouree
- Broadsword
- Budapest
- Bungle In The Jungle
- Cheap Day Return
- Cheerio
- Christmas Song
- Cold Wind To Valhalla
- Coronach
- Cross
- Cup Of Wonder
- Doctor To My Disease
- Down At The End Of Your Road
- Dr Dogenbroom
- Dun Ringill
- Farm On The Freeway
- First Snow On Brooklyn
- Flying Dutchman
- For Michael Collins Jeffrey And Me
- Grace
- I Dont Want To Be Me
- Inside
- Jack Frost And The Hooded Crow
- Jack In The Green
- Jack
- Just Trying To Be
- Kelpie
- Living In The Past
- Look Into The Sun
- Love Story
- Mother England Reverie
- One Brown Mouse
- One White Duck
- Only Solitaire
- Orion
- Pussy Willow
- Reasons For Waiting
- Requiem
- Ring Out Solstice Bells
- Rocks On The Road
- She Said She Was A Dancer
- Slipstream
- Son
- Song For Jeffrey
- Songs From The Wood
- Still Loving You Tonight
- Strip Cartoon
- Teacher
- The Whistler
- This Is Not Love
- Too Old To Rock N Roll Too Young To Die
- Under Wraps
- Up The Pool
- Up To Me
- We Used To Know
- White Innocence
- Wind
- Witches Promise
- With You There To Help Me
- Wondering Again
- Wondering Aloud
- Wondring Aloud
- Working John Working Joe
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!
[Verse 1]
C F C G C Bb
The old Rocker wore his hair too long,
Am Dm G
wore his trouser cuffs too tight.
C F C G C Bb
Unfashionable to the end ---
Am Dm G
drank his ale too light.
G C G D G F
Death's head belt buckle --- yesterday's dreams ---
Em Am D
the transport caf' prophet of doom.
G C G D G F
Ringing no change in his double-sewn seams in his
Em Am D
post-war-babe gloom.
[Chorus]
Eb F Bb C Bb F Bb F Eb A Dm
Now he's too old to Rock'n'Roll but he's too young to die.
Eb F Bb C Bb F Bb F Eb Bb F
yes he was too old to Rock'n'Roll but he's too young to die.
[Verse 2]
C F C G C Bb
He once owned a Harley Davidson
Am Dm G
and a Triumph Bonneville.
C F C G C Bb
Counted his friends in burned-out spark plugs
Am Dm G
and prays that he always will.
G C G D G F
But he's the last of the blue blood greaser boys
Em Am D
all of his mates are doing time:
G C G D G F
married with three kids up by the ring road
Em Am D
sold their souls straight down the line.
C F C G C Bb
And some of them own little sports cars
Am Dm G
and meet at the tennis club do's.
G C G D G F
For drinks on a Sunday --- work on Monday.
Em Am D
They've thrown away their blue suede shoes.
[Chorus]
Eb F Bb C Bb F Bb F Eb A Dm
Now he's too old to Rock'n'Roll but he's too young to die.
Eb F Bb C Bb F Bb F Eb Bb F
yes he was too old to Rock'n'Roll but he's too young to die.
[Verse 3]
C F C G C Bb
So the old Rocker gets out his bike
Am Dm G
to make a ton before he takes his leave.
C F C G C Bb
Up on the A-1 by Scotch Corner
Am Dm G
just like it used to be.
G C G D G F
And as he flies --- tears in his eyes ---
Em Am D
his wind-whipped words echo the final take
G C G D G F
and he hits the trunk road doing around a 120
Em Am D
with no room left to brake.
[Chorus]
Eb F Bb C Bb F Bb F Eb A Dm
And he was too old to Rock'n'Roll but he's too young to die.
Eb F Bb C Bb F Bb F Eb Bb F
No, you're never too old to Rock'n'Roll if you're too young to die.
// ====================================
words and music by IAN ANDERSON
TRANSCRIPTION BY PACO JIMENEZ (SPAIN)
Modified by P Meyer (Canada)
ALL CORRECTIONS ARE WELCOME
[email protected]
C F C G C Bb
The old Rocker wore his hair too long,
Am Dm G
wore his trouser cuffs too tight.
C F C G C Bb
Unfashionable to the end ---
Am Dm G
drank his ale too light.
G C G D G F
Death's head belt buckle --- yesterday's dreams ---
Em Am D
the transport caf' prophet of doom.
G C G D G F
Ringing no change in his double-sewn seams in his
Em Am D
post-war-babe gloom.
[Chorus]
Eb F Bb C Bb F Bb F Eb A Dm
Now he's too old to Rock'n'Roll but he's too young to die.
Eb F Bb C Bb F Bb F Eb Bb F
yes he was too old to Rock'n'Roll but he's too young to die.
[Verse 2]
C F C G C Bb
He once owned a Harley Davidson
Am Dm G
and a Triumph Bonneville.
C F C G C Bb
Counted his friends in burned-out spark plugs
Am Dm G
and prays that he always will.
G C G D G F
But he's the last of the blue blood greaser boys
Em Am D
all of his mates are doing time:
G C G D G F
married with three kids up by the ring road
Em Am D
sold their souls straight down the line.
C F C G C Bb
And some of them own little sports cars
Am Dm G
and meet at the tennis club do's.
G C G D G F
For drinks on a Sunday --- work on Monday.
Em Am D
They've thrown away their blue suede shoes.
[Chorus]
Eb F Bb C Bb F Bb F Eb A Dm
Now he's too old to Rock'n'Roll but he's too young to die.
Eb F Bb C Bb F Bb F Eb Bb F
yes he was too old to Rock'n'Roll but he's too young to die.
[Verse 3]
C F C G C Bb
So the old Rocker gets out his bike
Am Dm G
to make a ton before he takes his leave.
C F C G C Bb
Up on the A-1 by Scotch Corner
Am Dm G
just like it used to be.
G C G D G F
And as he flies --- tears in his eyes ---
Em Am D
his wind-whipped words echo the final take
G C G D G F
and he hits the trunk road doing around a 120
Em Am D
with no room left to brake.
[Chorus]
Eb F Bb C Bb F Bb F Eb A Dm
And he was too old to Rock'n'Roll but he's too young to die.
Eb F Bb C Bb F Bb F Eb Bb F
No, you're never too old to Rock'n'Roll if you're too young to die.
// ====================================
words and music by IAN ANDERSON
TRANSCRIPTION BY PACO JIMENEZ (SPAIN)
Modified by P Meyer (Canada)
ALL CORRECTIONS ARE WELCOME
[email protected]
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