Qual o tom original da musica Hobo Bills Last Ride?

A cifra de Hobo Bills Last Ride de Jimmie Rodgers esta identificada no tom de C. Voce tambem pode usar os controles da pagina para subir ou descer o tom conforme a sua voz.

Como mudar o tom da cifra Hobo Bills Last Ride?

Use os botoes + e - ou o seletor de tom da pagina para transpor a cifra de forma rapida. A letra e os acordes continuam alinhados para facilitar o estudo.

A cifra Hobo Bills Last Ride serve para violao e guitarra?

Sim. A cifra foi organizada com acordes para estudo, ensaio e execucao em violao ou guitarra. Quando houver tablatura, voce pode exibir ou ocultar esse conteudo na propria pagina.

Que tipo de musica e Hobo Bills Last Ride?

Hobo Bills Last Ride de Jimmie Rodgers esta classificada no CifraNET como Cifra musical, com foco em letra, acordes e pratica musical.

Cifra interativa

Hobo Bills Last Ride

♥

Jimmie Rodgers

Sobre:

James Charles Rodgers, conhecido como Jimmie Rodgers foi um cantor estadunidense de música country, célebre por sua técnica de iodelei. Esteve

entre os pioneiros da musica country, Rodgers também era conhecido como "O Brakeman Singing", e "O Pai da Música Country". Esta é uma lista em ordem alfabética das músicas que foram gravadas, escritas e/ou executadas por Johnny Cash entre o início de sua carreira em 1954 e sua morte em 2003.

Tom atual

Ajuste rapido e escolha direta

Tom atual C

Use + e - para ajuste rapido ou abra o seletor para escolher diretamente o tom que voce quer tocar.

Exibir Tablatura

Tamanho da fonte 75%

Leitura automatica

Velocidade 20%

Toque acompanhando

Video da musica

verse 2
C    G    C
Ho-o-bo-o Billy.
               F         C              F                 C
No warm lights flickered around him, no blankets there to fold,
F               C                D7                  G
Nothing but the howling wind and the driving rain so cold.
        F       C                    F              C
When he heard a whistle blowing in a dreamy kind of way,
    F           C                 G                     C
The hobo seemed contented, for he smiled there where he lay.

verse 3
C    G    C
Ho-o-bo-o Bill.
            F        C               F             C
Outside the rain was falling on that lonely boxcar door,
        F              C             D7             G
But the little form of Hobo Bill lay still upon the floor.
          F          C                            F               C
While the train sped through the darkness and the raging storm outside,
F                C             G               C
No one knew that Hobo Bill was taking his last ride.

WHISTLE SOUNDS
C G C

verse 4
C            F      C                 F                 C
It was early in the morning when they raised the hobo’s head.
    F                    C               D7            G
The smile still lingered on his face but Hobo Bill was dead.
          F    C                 F                C
There was no mother’s longing to soothe his weary soul,
    F             C                G               C
For he was just a railroad bum who died out in the cold.

WHISTLE SOUNDS
C

WHISTLE SOUNDS
C G C

WHISTLE SOUNDS
C

verse 1 C G C Ho-o-bo-o Billy. F C F C Riding on the eastbound freight train, speeding through the night, F C D7 G Hobo Bill, a railroad bum, was fighting for his life. F C F C The sadness of his eyes revealed the torture of his soul. F C G C He raised a weak and weary hand to brush away the coal. verse 2 C G C Ho-o-bo-o Billy. F C F C No warm lights flickered around him, no blankets there to fold, F C D7 G Nothing but the howling wind and the driving rain so cold. F C F C When he heard a whistle blowing in a dreamy kind of way, F C G C The hobo seemed contented, for he smiled there where he lay. verse 3 C G C Ho-o-bo-o Bill. F C F C Outside the rain was falling on that lonely boxcar door, F C D7 G But the little form of Hobo Bill lay still upon the floor. F C F C While the train sped through the darkness and the raging storm outside, F C G C No one knew that Hobo Bill was taking his last ride. WHISTLE SOUNDS C G C verse 4 C F C F C It was early in the morning when they raised the hobo’s head. F C D7 G The smile still lingered on his face but Hobo Bill was dead. F C F C There was no mother’s longing to soothe his weary soul, F C G C For he was just a railroad bum who died out in the cold. WHISTLE SOUNDS C

Cifras em alta

Estamos procurando as cifras mais relevantes para voce...

Hobo Bills Last Ride

As músicas que o Mundo está tocando agora