Nanci Caroline Griffith es una cantante, guitarrista y compositora norteamericana nacida el 6 de julio de 1953, en Seguin, Texas.
Nanci Griffith ha abordado, en su carrera, varios géneros musicales, predominantemente country, folk, y lo que ella llama “folkabilly”. Ganó un premio Grammy al mejor álbum de folk contemporáneo en 1994, por su disco “Other Voices, Other Rooms”, en el que versionó las canciones de los artistas que tuvieron en ella una mayor influencia musical.
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!
#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE--------------------------------# #This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the# #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research.# #-----------------------------------------------------------------------------# Date: Wed, 24 Sep 1997 17:03:55 -0400 From: Tap Gray Subject: CRD:Nanci Griffith - I'm Not Drivin' These Wheels
I?M NOT DRIVIN? THESE WHEELS - Nanci Griffith (from Once in a Very Blue Moon)
Capo: 1st fret A - D - G - D
AD >From Boston to Southshore on the back of the bus GD It's the last winter storm of the season and such AD And I'm lost to the fiction of the book in my lap GD The snow makes me drowsy while the dreams roll and tumble
AD And it's a long way to Texas it's a long way back home GD and it's a three hour flight on the plane when I go AD away from the snow from Boston to Southshore GD Where the dreams roll and tumble and bring the prose to the wheel
CHORUS AD Bring the prose to the wheel G I'm not drivin these wheels D I'm not drivin these wheels AD Bring the prose to the wheel G I'm not drivin these wheels D I'm not drivin these wheels
And that face in the window is one I should know But it's never been haloed by New England snow And the child across the aisle is sleeping away While the soldier behind me lets his dreams roll and tumble my way
CHORUS ADGDADGD . . .today
This cradle of the interstate so weary of dreams The hurt that they cause us is now restless it seems Oh soldier dear soldier you keep your dreams to yourself My heart's rolled and tumbled until I put it on the shelf
CHORUS
Repeat First Verse
Feel free to send any corrections, etc. Tap Gray ([email protected])