Blues Traveler é uma banda formada em 1988, em Nova Iorque, por John Popper (Vocal/Harmônica), Chan Kinchla (Guitarrista), Bobby Sheehan (Baixista) e Brendan Hill (Baterista).
Em vinte anos de atividades, se propondo e superando desafios a banda traz uma mistura de estilos dos anos 60 e 70, de bandas como Grateful Dead e Led Zeppelin, capazes de, apesar das avassaladoras influências, ter seu próprio estilo e hoje ainda influenciar novas bandas.
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!
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Date: Mon, 19 Aug 1996 21:14:53 +0200 (MET DST) From: [email protected] (Paul) Subject: Blues Traveler - Freedom
Freedom - Blues Traveler >From the album - FOUR Transcribed by Paul Rid ([email protected])
AGAsus4 I walked right by him and he's frezing his ass off
EAsus4 He could be dead I'm supposed to walk away
AGAsus4 I wont remember a thing come the summertime
EAsus4 Handfull of quarters make me feel okay
Bridge:
GAsus4EAsus4A Ah ah who's gonna have to pay
GAsus4EAsus4A Ah ah who do I love today
I love what's mine cause what's mine is all mine gives me a reason to go get more Don't really care where i got to get it I ain't too clear about "what's yours is yours"
Chorus:
GA You take it for granted
GA I guess that's what it's for
GA But before you demand it
GAsus4 Take a look out your back door
If you don't like a single thing that I'm saying If you're offended when I demonstrate Don't mean a damn to me and I shall continue Hope you won't mind if I control my fate
Ah ah who will I have to fight Ah ah to defend my creative right
I'll defend what's mine cause what's mine will be all mine It's what I'd fight for it's for what I'd bleed I roll the dice on the grand experiment While I am stong I will get what I need
You take it for granted I guess that's what it's for But before you demand it Take a look out your back door
If you're concerned with the moral imperative If you are tripping on the right thing to do Come to my office with the exclusive screenplay I think there's money in a book about you
Ah ah what have you got to lose Ah ah which are you gonna choose
I choose what's mine so what's mine will be all mine Gonna make a million on the folly of men Don't even care about no consequences Turn my damnation into chapter ten
You take it for granted I guess that's what it's for But before you demand it Take a look out your back door