Biografia:
Mark Kozelek nasceu em Massillon, Ohio. Após ter-se mudado para San Francisco, California, formou os Red House Painters que entre 1992 e 1998 lançaram uma série de albuns aclamados.
Após a dissolução dos Red House Painters, Mark Kozelek lançou carreira a solo em 2000 com o EP Rock 'n' Roll Singer, ao qual se seguiram What's Next to the Moon (2000], If You Want Blood (2000), White Christmas Live (2001), Little Drummer Boy (2006), White Christmas e Little Drummer Boy Live (2007)
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Mark Kozelek & Jimmy LaValle - Gustavo
From album 'Perils from the Sea'
If you want to sound as same as the record, listen the rhytm and play a riff with E (lowest) string and G
string.
Intro: Am A# F Gm Am A# F Gm Am A#
F Gm
I wrote a check and I bought an old house
Am
I got a TV and a worn-out couch
A#
Hired a guy named Gustavo and his friends
F
To fix it up from the foundation
Gm
Oh god, those motherfuckers drove me nuts
Am
With their electrical saws and mariachi music
A#
But they really stepped it up man
F
And put their backs into it
Gm
But they lived pretty far away
Am
They wanted to stay for a couple of months
A#
'Til the work got done and I said sure
F
Made ‘em a key and got ‘em a microwave
Bridge: Gm Am A#
F Gm
Gustavo was an illegal immigrant
He took the money that I gave him
Am A#
And he went and spent it on strippers and casinos
And every once in a while with them I’d go
F Gm
It gets boring out in the mountains, you know
Dm
Chopping wood, falling asleep to the TV snow
C
Making ground beef tacos
Am
On the top of a potbellied stove
C
Eating noodles from a Styrofoam cup
Dm
Waiting for a ride that never shows up
C
Walking into town, browsing the windows
Am
Looking at rifles, looking at ammo
C
At night when everything’s closed
In my wet boots, in my winter clothes
Bridge: Am A# F Gm Am A#
F Gm
One night they were headed for Tahoe
Am
They asked me along but I said fuck no
A#
'Cause I was tired and my money was tight
F
And they just laughed and said alright
Gm
And on the way back they got stopped
Am
By a redneck sunnyside highway cop
A#
Gustavo was drunk and had an ounce of pot
F
And spent the night on a jailhouse cot
Gm
They deported him back to Mexico
Dm
He called me collect from a Tijuana pay phone
C
Asking man, could you wire me money?
Am
2500 for a border coyote
C
He needed work and he missed his family
Dm
But I hung up and I said I’m sorry
C Am
But I hung up and I felt uneasy
C Dm
I hung up and my heart was heavy
C
I hung up and my back was aching
Am
Picking up the work they’d left in front of me
C
The demoled walls and the pulled up floors
Dm
The busted up cabinets and the broken drawers
C
The kitchen sink was laying in the backyard
Am
And I looked down and my hands were trembling
C
And I looked up and my roof was leaking
F Gm
Now I still sleep on my beat-up old couch
D#
In the living room of my unfinished house
A#
I got a licensed contractor
F
But he quit cause his wife was dying of cancer
Gm
But what the hell, I’m just here trying to find answers
D#
To find peace of mind, to get a piece of the rock
A#
A place to put my mental clock
F
And my old guitars and gently rock
Gm
Back and forth in my front porch chair
D#
Without a worry, without a care
A#
I’m doing alright but I’m still not there
F Gm
My house ain’t done, but it’s alright
D#
Floors ain’t level, but I ain’t some suburban
A#
Who cares about bathroom tiles
F
Straight lines and building codes and Chinese wind chimes
Gm
My house ain’t done, but it’s fine
D#
Come out here from time to time
A#
In December for the snow
Dm
And in July to watch the roses grow
C
My gardener asks had I seen Gustavo?
Am
I just laughed and I said fuck no
C
Not since that night he left
Dm
His hair combed back, headed for Tahoe
C
My girlfriend asked had I heard from that guy from Mexico?
Am
I said you mean Gustavo?
C
And I just laughed and I said no
Dm
Not since he called from the Tijuana pay phone
C Am
Really I don’t give much thought to Gustavo
A# F
I love to go out to the mountains, though
Gm Am
And in the fall, feel the breeze blow
A# F
And in the winter, watch the falling snow
Gm Am
And in the spring, love the rainbows
A# F
And in the summer smell the roses
Gm Am C
White and red and yellow
By: TheTristo
thetristo.tumblr.com
From album 'Perils from the Sea'
If you want to sound as same as the record, listen the rhytm and play a riff with E (lowest) string and G
string.
Intro: Am A# F Gm Am A# F Gm Am A#
F Gm
I wrote a check and I bought an old house
Am
I got a TV and a worn-out couch
A#
Hired a guy named Gustavo and his friends
F
To fix it up from the foundation
Gm
Oh god, those motherfuckers drove me nuts
Am
With their electrical saws and mariachi music
A#
But they really stepped it up man
F
And put their backs into it
Gm
But they lived pretty far away
Am
They wanted to stay for a couple of months
A#
'Til the work got done and I said sure
F
Made ‘em a key and got ‘em a microwave
Bridge: Gm Am A#
F Gm
Gustavo was an illegal immigrant
He took the money that I gave him
Am A#
And he went and spent it on strippers and casinos
And every once in a while with them I’d go
F Gm
It gets boring out in the mountains, you know
Dm
Chopping wood, falling asleep to the TV snow
C
Making ground beef tacos
Am
On the top of a potbellied stove
C
Eating noodles from a Styrofoam cup
Dm
Waiting for a ride that never shows up
C
Walking into town, browsing the windows
Am
Looking at rifles, looking at ammo
C
At night when everything’s closed
In my wet boots, in my winter clothes
Bridge: Am A# F Gm Am A#
F Gm
One night they were headed for Tahoe
Am
They asked me along but I said fuck no
A#
'Cause I was tired and my money was tight
F
And they just laughed and said alright
Gm
And on the way back they got stopped
Am
By a redneck sunnyside highway cop
A#
Gustavo was drunk and had an ounce of pot
F
And spent the night on a jailhouse cot
Gm
They deported him back to Mexico
Dm
He called me collect from a Tijuana pay phone
C
Asking man, could you wire me money?
Am
2500 for a border coyote
C
He needed work and he missed his family
Dm
But I hung up and I said I’m sorry
C Am
But I hung up and I felt uneasy
C Dm
I hung up and my heart was heavy
C
I hung up and my back was aching
Am
Picking up the work they’d left in front of me
C
The demoled walls and the pulled up floors
Dm
The busted up cabinets and the broken drawers
C
The kitchen sink was laying in the backyard
Am
And I looked down and my hands were trembling
C
And I looked up and my roof was leaking
F Gm
Now I still sleep on my beat-up old couch
D#
In the living room of my unfinished house
A#
I got a licensed contractor
F
But he quit cause his wife was dying of cancer
Gm
But what the hell, I’m just here trying to find answers
D#
To find peace of mind, to get a piece of the rock
A#
A place to put my mental clock
F
And my old guitars and gently rock
Gm
Back and forth in my front porch chair
D#
Without a worry, without a care
A#
I’m doing alright but I’m still not there
F Gm
My house ain’t done, but it’s alright
D#
Floors ain’t level, but I ain’t some suburban
A#
Who cares about bathroom tiles
F
Straight lines and building codes and Chinese wind chimes
Gm
My house ain’t done, but it’s fine
D#
Come out here from time to time
A#
In December for the snow
Dm
And in July to watch the roses grow
C
My gardener asks had I seen Gustavo?
Am
I just laughed and I said fuck no
C
Not since that night he left
Dm
His hair combed back, headed for Tahoe
C
My girlfriend asked had I heard from that guy from Mexico?
Am
I said you mean Gustavo?
C
And I just laughed and I said no
Dm
Not since he called from the Tijuana pay phone
C Am
Really I don’t give much thought to Gustavo
A# F
I love to go out to the mountains, though
Gm Am
And in the fall, feel the breeze blow
A# F
And in the winter, watch the falling snow
Gm Am
And in the spring, love the rainbows
A# F
And in the summer smell the roses
Gm Am C
White and red and yellow
By: TheTristo
thetristo.tumblr.com
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