Anything But Tame por Rodney Crowell, tablaturas e acordes no PlayUkuleleNET

Anything But Tame

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Rodney J. Crowell (born August 7, 1950) is a American country music singer/songwriter who is considered to be part of both the alternative country and the mainstream country music camps. For three years he was part of Emmylou Harris' "Hot Band"; later he gained mainstream popularity as a solo performer with a series of critcally-claimed albums released during the late 1980s and early 1990s.

Crowell was born in Houston, Texas to James Walter Crowell and Addie Cauzette Willoughby.

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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!

[Intro]
D G/A A7 D

[Verse]
D F D G/A
When our feet were tough as horn and our eyes were sharp as flint,
A7 F#m7 D
And our hearts beat like two war drums, and you tracked me by my scent,
D G/A
Cross a scape of shiny asphalt, that blacked our soles with tar,
D A7 D
And we ran like brave commanches, on a moonlit reservoir.

[Chorus]
G
And you said, I don't wanna be tamed down,
A7 F#m
I just wanna saddle up, ride my broomstick pony,
G
Along some salt grass open plain, you really showed your hand,
A/E Em7
Popping off tin cans with your daisy pump air rifle,
A A7 Em D
And your Annie Oakley aim, you were anything but tame.

D G/A
Ah you'd summon me with bird call, or you scratching at my screen,
D/A A7 G/A D
Your mouth gone sweet with juicy fruit, tawny legs and cut off jeans,
G/A
In my stretchy Ford Ranchero, Ah we rattled like train cars,
A7 G/A D
And we slung our share of gravel, 'neath a tarpoline of stars.

[Chorus]
D
And you said
G/A
I don't wanna be tamed down, I don't wanna give an inch,
F#m
The fenced off picture perfect in your billfolds window frame,
G
Ah you were born to romp in this God forsaken swamp,
A7 Em7 A A7
Dodging cotton mouths and quicksand on your tiptoes in the rain,
D
You were anything but tame.

[Break]
A7 G A G A7 G A G A Bm A Bm Em G

Gmaj7 D Gm
I heard Shreveport didn't last and we lit out for L.A.,
A7 F#m G D
But when lightning claws the night up, I can see you plain as day,
G/A
And when I want to feel you near me, I crawl down off my cloud,
A7 D
And pull on down a bayou and cry your name out loud.

[Chorus]
G/A
And you said, I don't wanna be tamed down,
F#m
I don't wanna tread regret, and flat out make excuses,
G
For the way I came up lame, I could have been enough,
A7 Em7
To live this off the ciff on the cutting edge of nowhere,
A F#m A7 F# Em7 D G/A
Where the sun goes down in flames, we were anything but tame,
A7 Dsus4/E D Dsus2/E D
Anything but tame.