Iain (o Ian) Matthews (n. 16 de junio de 1946, en Scunthorpe, Lincolnshire). Es un "songwriter" al que se le conoce sobretodo en su faceta solista, aunque fue miembro de los Fairport Convention durante la primera etapa, cuando estaban influidos por la psiquedelia y el folk-rock de la Costa oeste.
En los Fairport Convention compartía voces con Judy Dyble y con Sandy Denny. Cuando en el 69 la banda se orientó más hacia lo celta y la tradición británica
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!
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From: [email protected] (Rick L) Subject: CRD: Reno Nevada Ian Matthews Chords/Lyrics Date: Thu, 30 Oct 1997 04:55:38 GMT
Ian Matthews Reno Nevada written Richard Farina
electric guitar Richard Thompson acoustic guitar Andy Roberts bass Pat Donaldson drums Gerry Conway electric guitar Tim Renwick
F#m * play F#m to E6 over and over
F#m * It's a long way down to Reno Nevada
It's a long way to your home
And the change in your pocket it's beginnig to grumble
And you reap just about what you sow BmE6 You can walk down the street BmE6 Pass your face in a window F#mC#7 you can go fooling around F#mBm you can work night and day take a chance on promotion F#m you can fall through a hole in the ground F#m * Now there ain't no game like the game that you're playing
When you've got a little something to lose
And there ain't no time like the time that you're wasting
And you waste just about what you choose BmE6BmE6 There's a man at the table and you know he's been able F#mC#7 To return all the odds that you lay F#m But you can't feed your hunger Bm And you ain't getting younger F#mF#mDC#7F#m And your tounge it's got nothing to say
SOLO
F#m * It's a long way down to Reno Nevada
It's a long way to your home
And the ground underneath you it's beginning to tremble
And the sky up above you has grown BmE6BmE6 There's a time to be moving a time to be groving F#mC#7 And a time just to climb up the wall F#m But the odds they've doubled Bm And it ain't worth the trouble F#m and you're never going nowhere at all F#m * It's a long way down to Reno Nevada
It's a long way to your home
And the ground underneath you it's beginning to tremble
And the sky up above you has grown BmE6BmE6 There's a man at the table and you know he's been able F#mC#7 To return all the odds that you lay F#m But you can't feed your hunger Bm And you ain't getting younger F#m And your tounge it's got nothing to say
From Ian Matthews If You Saw Thro My Eyes Vertigo Records Warner Brothers Music(ASCAP)