David Bowie (8 de janeiro de 1947 - 10 de janeiro de 2016) foi um músico, ator e produtor musical inglês. Por vezes referido como "Camaleão do Rock", pela capacidade de sempre renovar sua imagem, ele tem sido uma importante figura na música popular há cinco décadas e foi considerado um dos músicos de rock mais inovadores, passando por outros gêneros, como o soul, funk, art rock, glam, pop, e ainda influencia artistas em todos os gêneros, sobretudo por seu trabalho nos anos 70 e nos anos 80
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!
David Bowie - Amsterdam (1972) (Cover, original written by Jacques Brel in French)
(In the first verse each chord indicated is swept once)
Am In the port of Amsterdam Em/G There's a sailor who sings F Of the dreams that he brings Em/GE From the wide open sea
Am In the port of Amsterdam Em/G There's a sailor who sleeps FE While the river bank weeps Am To the old willow tree
C In the port of Amsterdam GE/F There's a sailor who dies Am Full of beer, full of cries Em/GE In a drunken town fight F In the port of Amsterdam Em/G There's a sailor who's born FEm/G On a hot muggy morn Am By the dawn's early light
(The rest of the song is strummed in 3/4 time)
Am In the port of Amsterdam Em/G Where the sailors all meet F There's a sailor who eats Em/G Only fish heads and tails Am And he'll show you his teeth Em/G That have rotted too soon F That can haul up the sails EAm That can swallow the moon
C And he yells to the cook GE/F With his arms open wide Am "Hey, bring me more fish Em/G Throw it down by my side" F And he wants so to belch Em/G But he's too full to try F So he stands up and laughs Em/GAm And he zips up his fly
Am In the port of Amsterdam Em/G You can see sailors dance F Paunches bursting their pants Em/G Grinding women to porch Am They've forgotten the tune Em/G That their whiskey voice croaked F Splitting the night EAm With the roar of their jokes C And they turn and they dance GE/F And they laugh and they lust AmEm/G Till the rancid sound of the accordion bursts F And then out of the night Em/G With their pride in their pants F And the sluts that they tow Em/GAm Underneath the street lamps
Am In the port of Amsterdam Em/G There's a sailor who drinks F And he drinks and he drinks Em/G And he drinks once again Am He'll drink to the health Em/G Of the whores of Amsterdam F Who've given their bodies EAm To a thousand other men C Yeah, they've bargained their virtue GE/F Their goodness all gone Am For a few dirty coins Em/G Well he just can't go on F Throws his nose to the sky Em/G And he aims it up above F And he pisses like I cry Em/GAm On the unfaithful love
Am In the port of Amsterdam E In the port of Amsterdam FEAm. E. Am.