Don McLean nasceu em 2 de outubro de 1945, em Nova York. Cantor e compositor, ficou famoso pela canção American Pie, elegia folk-pop de oito minutos e meio que atingiu o topo das paradas americanas. Iniciou sua carreira em meados dos anos 60, tocando em clubes nova-iorquinos, escolas primárias e em prol de causas ambientais.
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------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ORPHANS OF WEALTH - Don Mclean ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Tabbed by:Trephinix Email:[email protected]
Tuning:EADGBE, Capo on 1st fret
note: he uses a lot of little fills, but they are easy to figure out when you listen to the recording. The main ones are: on the G chord that ends the chorus and every second line in the verse he plays something on the low E string like: |-0--2--0-| and he plays an F# note between the G and Em chords in the verse and chorus. Before the Final G in the outro he plays: A--3--2--0-|
GDGEm There is no time to discuss or debate CDG What is right, what is wrong for our people GDGEm Time has run out for all those who wait CDG With bent limbs and minds that are feeble
Chorus:
GEmCD And the rain falls and blows through their window GEmCD And the snow falls and blows through their door GEmCD And the seasons revolve 'mid their sounds of starvation GEmCG When the tides rise, they cover the floor
GDGEm And they come from the north and they come from the south CDG And they come from the hills and they valleys GDGEm And they're migrants and farmers and miners and humans CDG Our census neglected to tally
chorus
GDGEm And they're African, Mexican, Caucasian, Indian CDG Hungry and hopeless Americans GDGEm The orphans of wealth and of adequate health CDG Disowned by this nation they live in
GDGEm And with weather-worn hands On bread lines they stand CDG Yet but one more degradation GDGEm Yes, and they're treated like tramps While we sell them food stamps CDG This thriving and prosperous nation
Chorus
GDGEm And with roaches and rickets and rats in the thickets CDG Infested, diseased, and decaying GDGEm With rags and no shoes and skin sores that ooze CDG By the poisonous pools they are playing
GDGEm In shacks of two rooms that are rotting wood tombs CDG With corpses breathing inside them GDGEm Yes, and we pity their plight as they call in the night CDG And we do all that we can do to hide them
outro:
GEmCD And the rain falls and blows through their window GEmCD And the snow falls in white drifts that fall GEmCD and the tides rise, with floods in the nursery GEm and a child is crying CD hes hungry and cold CD his life has been sold CD his young face looks old CDG its the face of america dying