Biografia:
Bombadil is a contemporary folk-pop band from North Carolina.
The members of Bombadil have been playing music together since 2006. The group is composed of four mild-manner gentlemen who agree on everything except how to make music. Bombadil went into suspended animation in 2009 after an injury forced the band to stop touring indefinitely. In 2011, the band reformed, and has been active ever since. The sound is steeped in folk and possesses an almost classical air in its arrangements.
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Outras músicas:
- A Question
- Boring Country Song
- Honeymoon
- Amys Friend
- Bad Guys
- Born At 5
- Escalators
- Framboise
- Have Me
- Honest
- I Cant Believe In Myself And Love You Too
- I Could Make You So Happy
- I Will Wait
- La Paz
- Long Life
- Love You Too Much
- One More Ring
- Perfect
- Reasons
- Seth Guess Ill Know When I Die
- Sunny December
- Tall Grass
- Thank You
- What Does It Mean
- Whats So Great About You
- When We Are Both Cats
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!
One More Ring by Bombadil
I own no rights to this song, and all credit goes to the musical geniuses of Bombadil.
Any errors? Questions? Ideas? Requests? Comments? Email me at [email protected]
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### I usually pick the root note, strum with the backs of my nails, then lightly pick
the highest note.
### Feel free to play around, maybe even finger pick it.
C F
My room is a museum
C F
a lifetime's of my work
C F
I am the last Mohican
C F
I stand proud although I'm hurt
C F
I keep a cup of secrets
C F
from which I never drink
C F
I am an ancient king
C
who sits proud but never thinks
Bb F
And if I find one more ring
C Dm
of yours mixed up among my things
Dm F
I just might sell all my belongings
C
to make sure I've cut all my strings
Bb F
and if I find one more note
C Dm
crumpled up inside my coat
Dm F
I'm moving back to Carolina
C
where I'll live out on the coast
F
live out of the coast
C F
I have a box of trinkets
C F
I count them one by one
C F
each one is a keepsake
C
from a war that I have won
C F
I have a daily schedule
C F
a comfortable routine
C F
watch months roll by with pleasure
C
like girls walking down the street
Bb F
And if I find one more ring
C Dm
of yours mixed up among my things
Dm F
I just might sell all my belongings
C
to make sure I've cut all my strings
Bb F
and if I find one more note
C Dm
crumpled up inside my coat
Dm F
I'm moving back to Carolina
C
where I'll live out on the coast
F
live out of the coast
Dm F
I lost all my ambition
Dm F
could've settled for less
Bb F
but if I can't have you
C F C
I don't care about the rest
Bb F
And if I find one more ring
C Dm
of yours mixed up among my things
Dm F
I just might sell all my belongings
C
to make sure I've cut all my strings
Bb F
and if I find one more note
C Dm
crumpled up inside my coat
Dm F
I'm moving back to Carolina
C
where I'll live out on the coast
Bb F
and if I find one more strand
C Dm
of black hair under my night stand
(Banjo lick tabbed for guitar)
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--------5-2-0--------2-2-0---0--0-2-0----2---|
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I own no rights to this song, and all credit goes to the musical geniuses of Bombadil.
Any errors? Questions? Ideas? Requests? Comments? Email me at [email protected]
**********************************************************************************
### I usually pick the root note, strum with the backs of my nails, then lightly pick
the highest note.
### Feel free to play around, maybe even finger pick it.
C F
My room is a museum
C F
a lifetime's of my work
C F
I am the last Mohican
C F
I stand proud although I'm hurt
C F
I keep a cup of secrets
C F
from which I never drink
C F
I am an ancient king
C
who sits proud but never thinks
Bb F
And if I find one more ring
C Dm
of yours mixed up among my things
Dm F
I just might sell all my belongings
C
to make sure I've cut all my strings
Bb F
and if I find one more note
C Dm
crumpled up inside my coat
Dm F
I'm moving back to Carolina
C
where I'll live out on the coast
F
live out of the coast
C F
I have a box of trinkets
C F
I count them one by one
C F
each one is a keepsake
C
from a war that I have won
C F
I have a daily schedule
C F
a comfortable routine
C F
watch months roll by with pleasure
C
like girls walking down the street
Bb F
And if I find one more ring
C Dm
of yours mixed up among my things
Dm F
I just might sell all my belongings
C
to make sure I've cut all my strings
Bb F
and if I find one more note
C Dm
crumpled up inside my coat
Dm F
I'm moving back to Carolina
C
where I'll live out on the coast
F
live out of the coast
Dm F
I lost all my ambition
Dm F
could've settled for less
Bb F
but if I can't have you
C F C
I don't care about the rest
Bb F
And if I find one more ring
C Dm
of yours mixed up among my things
Dm F
I just might sell all my belongings
C
to make sure I've cut all my strings
Bb F
and if I find one more note
C Dm
crumpled up inside my coat
Dm F
I'm moving back to Carolina
C
where I'll live out on the coast
Bb F
and if I find one more strand
C Dm
of black hair under my night stand
(Banjo lick tabbed for guitar)
-----------------------------------------1---|
----3-3----------------------------------1---|
--------5-2-0--------2-2-0---0--0-2-0----2---|
--------------3--3-3-------3----------3--3---|
-----------------------------------------3---|
-----------------------------------------1---|
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