Cantor e compositor, Rufus McGarrigle Wainwright nasceu em Nova York, em 22 de julho de 1973, filho dos cantores e músicos folk Loudon Wainwright III e Kate McGarrigle. Os pais se separaram quando ele ainda era criança. Rufus começou a tocar piano aos 6 anos de idade e, aos 13, já fazia turnês com sua irmã Martha Wainwright, a mãe Kate e a tia Anna McGarrigle. Eles se apresentavam como as "Irmãs McGarrigle e família" (“McGarrigle Sisters and Family”).
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!
The song really isn't that challenging but I've looked up two tabs so far and I don't really agree with them so I decided to take out the notes myself.
The chords I use are these: (Most are in this order)
A#m x13321 D# x68886 G# 466544 C# x4666x <--- I mute that bottom string C x3555x Fm 133111 G 355233 D#m x68876 F# 244322
And then they're just played in different places... (This is the first tab I've written by the way)
Intro
A#m
Verse
A#m (I slide to the next chord) D# I'm going to a town that has already been burned down
G#C# I'm going to a place that is already been disgraced
A#mC I'm gonna see some folks who have already been let down.
Fm I'm so tired of America
A#mD# I'm gonna make it up for all of the Sunday Times
G#C# I'm gonna make it up for all of the nursery rhymes
A#mC They never really seem to want to tell the truth
Fm I'm so tired of you America
(Chorus)
A#mFm Making my own way home
A#mFm Ain't gonna be alone
A#mG I got a life to lead
C America
(Continuously strum A#m) I got a life to lead
(Same as Verse just longer)
A#mD# Tell me do you really think you go to hell for having loved? (Tell me) G#C# and not for thinking every thing that you've done is good (I really need to know) A#mC After soaking the body of Jesus Christ in blood
Fm I'm so tired of America I really need to know
(Same as verse)
I may just never see you again or might as well You took advantage of a world that loved you well I'm going to a town that has already been burned down I'm so tired of you America
(Chorus changes for last time)
A#mFm Making my own way home
A#mFm Ain't gonna be alone
A#mG I got a life to lead
C America
(Chorus changes last time)
A#mG# I got a life to lead
G#D#m I got a soul to feed
D#mFm I got a dream to heed
F#CFm And that's all I need
(Does the same thing)
Making my own way home Ain't gonna be alone I'm going to a town that has al-rea-dy been burned down