Mick Ralphs (guitarra e vocal), Verden Allen (orgão), Overend Pete Watts (baixo) e Dale "Buffin" Griffin (bateria) formavam a Silence em 1968 e começaram tocando ao redor de Hereford; Inglaterra, sua cidade natal. Em 1969 a banda chamou Stan Tippens para os vocais e conseguiram um contrato de gravação com o produtor londrino Guy Stevens, cujo primeiro ato foi mudar o nome da banda para Mott the Hoople, por causa de uma novela homônima do escritor Willard Manus.
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!
A great song by a great band!Outstanding lyrics!I guess there are not many who listen to that kind of stuff but i hope you'll enjoy it. Always perform it with a little smile on your face!
MANDOLIN PLAYS THE FOLLOWING NOTES:
ADEAADEA
E ---9---------- -------------- --9--7--9--10--9--7---- ----------------- B ------10----7- --9---7/9-7--- ---------------------10 --9-----7--9--10- G-------------- -------------7 ----------------------- -----9-----------
INTRO: ADEA ADEA
VERSE1
AD I scream at you for sharing AD 'n I curse you just for caring ABmE I hate the clothes you're wearing, they're so pretty AD 'n I tell to not to see me AD 'n I tell you not to feel me ABmE 'n I make your life a drag, it's such a pity
'n I watch your warm glow palin' 'n I watch your sparkle fadin' As you realise you're failin', cos you're so good Now I don't mean to upset you But there's so much crime to get through If only I could make it easier, then I would
CHORUS
AD Oh I wish I was your mother AD I wish I'd been your father ABm 'n then I would have seen you DE Would have been you as a child AD Played houses with your sisters AD And wrestled with all your brothers A And then who knows BmDE I might have felt a family for a while
VERSE2 (SAME CHORDS AS VERSE1)
It's no use me pretendin' You give and I do the spendin' Is there a happy ending, I don't think so Cos even if we make it I'll be too far out to take it You'll have to try and shake it from my head
CHORUS
Oooooh I wish I was your mother I wish I'd been your father 'n then I would have seen you Would have been you as a child Played houses with your sister And wrestled with all your brothers And then who knows I might have felt a family for a while