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Nitty Gritty Dirt Band

A Lot Like Me

Nitty Gritty Dirt Band

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Dificuldade: media | Estilo: country | Sentimento: variada | Ocasião: violao, repertorio | Tags: country, folk, acustico, nostalgica, americano, medio

"A Lot Like Me", com credito para The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band. Essa gravacao aparece relacionada ao lancamento "Workin' Band" (ano 2008, pais XW,

status Official). Entre as tags publicas associadas a essa gravacao estao country rock. Os generos publicos relacionados a esse registro incluem country rock. A banda Nitty Gritty Dirt Band é uma banda americana de bluegrass, country, folk e rock da cidade de Long Beach, Califórnia, formada em 1966. Os membros do grupo já se alteraram pelo menos uma dúzia de vezes ao longo dos anos, Os membros constantes desde o início dos tempos são o cantor-guitarrista Jeff Hanna e o baterista Jimmy Fadden. O multi-instrumentista McEuen John estava com a banda de 1966 a 1986 e retornou em 2001. O tecladista Bob Carpenter juntou a banda em 1977. Henry Saint Clair Fredericks, mais conhecido como Taj Mahal é um cantor e guitarrista de blues americano, nascido no Harlem, Nova Iorque.

Intro Am Am G Am Am Am G Am [Verso 1] Am High up on a rocky ledge, holdin' all she's got G It ain't much except the shattered Am dream and broken heart Am He used her up, made her old before her time G She's gonna take that final step Am G And leave her pain behind Am All the sins that men commit before they're done G Her lover packed into one Am lying silver tongue [Pré-Refrão] Dm Em She won't speak his name, it's too much to bear F G But I saw his face as he left her there [Refrão] Am G Am Ho, oh o-o-oh Dm Em Am Em G Am Sure looked a lot like me (sure looked a lot like me) Am G Am Ho o-oh o-oh woah-o oh Dm Em Am Sure looked a lot like me [Verso 2] Am He was just a boy barely 17, G Feelin' drunk and talkin' tough but he Am wasn't really mean Am Bumped into this sidewinder, should have backed away G Gave him some lip, turned out they were the Am G last words he would say Am All the sins that men commit before they're done G His killer packed into one Am smokin' silver gun [Pré-Refrão] Dm C/E No one asked his name, nobody cared F Gsus4 G Gsus4 G But I saw his face as the blue smoke cleared [Refrão] Am G Am Ho, oh o-o-oh Dm Em Am Em G Am Sure looked a lot like me (sure looked a lot like me) Am G Am Ho o-oh o-oh woah-o oh Dm Em Am Sure looked a lot like me [Ponte] Am G Devil came and said, Sinner, finally you are mine F Am But pardon Mr. Devil, but I think I need more time Am G I've got a lot of mendin' up in life to do F The Devil said, You should have thought of that Am G Before I came for you Am G/A Take this rope and wind it once for every lie F/A Once for every thoughtless act Am And twice for tears they cried Am G/A Walk 50 miles naked in the desert sun F/A Praying for the souls that you have Am ruined, one by one [Pré-Refrão] Dm C/E None knew his name, nobody cared F Gsus4 G Gsus4 G But I saw his face as he was hangin' there [Refrão] Am G Am Ho, oh o-o-oh Dm Em Am Em G Am Sure looked a lot like me (sure looked a lot like me) Am G Am Ho o-oh o-oh woah-o oh Dm Em Am Sure looked a lot like me Am G Am Ho, oh o-o-oh Dm Em Am Em G Am Sure looked a lot like me (sure looked a lot like me) Am G Am Ho o-oh o-oh woah-o oh Dm Em Am Sure looked a lot like me Outro Am G Am Dm Em Am Am G Am Dm Em Am He sure looked a lot like me Am G Am Dm Em Am Am G Am Dm Em Am
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