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A cifra Little Green Apples serve para violao e guitarra?

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Que tipo de musica e Little Green Apples?

Little Green Apples de Patti Page esta classificada no CifraNET como Cifra musical, com foco em letra, acordes e pratica musical.

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Little Green Apples

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Patti Page

Sobre:

"Little Green Apples", com credito para Patti Page. Essa gravacao aparece relacionada ao lancamento "Hits of the 60's" (ano 1992, pais US,

status Official). Patti Page, nome artístico de Clara Ann Fowler, foi uma cantora norte-americana. Patricia Lee Smith é uma cantora, compositora, poetisa, pintora, autora e fotógrafa americana. O seu álbum de estreia, Horses (1975), tornou-a uma figura influente no movimento punk rock de Nova York. Smith fundiu rock e poesia na sua obra, destacando-se por seu estilo único. Em 1978, a sua música mais conhecida, "Because the Night", coescrita com Bruce Springsteen, alcançou o 13.º lugar na Billboard Hot 100 e o 5.º lugar na UK Singles Chart. Conhecida como "poetisa do punk", ela trouxe um lado feminista e intelectual à música punk e tornou-se uma das mulheres mais influentes do rock and roll.

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Video da musica

Intro: Fm7 Bb7

Fm7
And I wake up in the morning
Fm7+                  Fm7          Bb7                  Eb7M C7/9-
With my hair down in my eyes and she says hi
        Fm7                             Fm7+
And I stumble to the breakfast table
                Fm7       Bb7                               Eb7M C7/9-
While the kids are going off to school goodbye
        Bbm7                Eb7/9             Bbm7
And she reaches out and takes my hand
                     Eb7/9                             Ab7M Abm6
Squeezes it and says how you feelin' hon
           Fm7                    Fm7+
And I look across at smiling lips
               Fm7         Bb7                             Eb7M
That warm my heart and see my morning sun
                           Fm7        Bb7           Fm7             Bb7
And if that's not loving me       then all I've got to say
                   Eb                       Eb7M
God didn't make little green apples
                                       Eb6              Fm     Fm7+  Fm7 Bb7
And it don't rain in Indianapolis in the summertime
            Fm                                    Fm7+
And there's no such thing as Doctor Suess
              Fm7                          Bb7                           Eb7M Eb6
Or Disneyland and Mother Goose is no nursery rhyme
                   Eb                       Eb7M
God didn't make little green apples
                                       Eb6              Fm     Fm7+  Fm7 Bb7
And it don't rain in Indianapolis in the summertime
            Fm                        Fm7+
And when myself is feeling low
            Fm7                        Bb7                   Eb7M Eb6
I think about her face and go and ease my mind
F#m            F#m7+           F#m7       B7            E7M E6 G#m7 G#dim
Sometimes I call her up at home knowing she's busy
F#m               F#m7+           F#m7                       B7                                       E7M E6 E7M/9
And ask if she could get away and meet me and maybe we can grab a bite to eat
Bm7                 E7/9- Bm7                          E7/9-                                                    A7M Am6
And she drops what she's doing and she hurries down to meet me and I'm always late
F#m7                            F#m7
But she sits waiting patiently
                      F#m7                           B7                               E E7M E6 E7M
And smiles when she first sees me cause she's made that way
                            F#m7  B7      F#m7              B7
And if that ain't loving me then all I've got to say
C7    Gm7                Gm7+
God didn't make little green apples
          Gm7                                    C7                        F7M  F6
And it don't snow in Minneapolis when the winter comes
       Gm7                       Gm7+                   Gm7
And there's no such think as make-believe,
                         C7                               F7M  F6
Puppy dogs or  autumn leaves and BB guns
C7    Gm7                Gm7+
God didn't make little green apples
         Gm7                                    C7                           F7M F6
And it don't snow in Minneapolis when the winter comes
       Gm7                       Gm7+                 Gm7
And there's no such think as make-believe
                          C7                               F7M F6
Puppy dogs or  autumn leaves and BB guns

Intro: Fm7 Bb7 Fm7 And I wake up in the morning Fm7+ Fm7 Bb7 Eb7M C7/9- With my hair down in my eyes and she says hi Fm7 Fm7+ And I stumble to the breakfast table Fm7 Bb7 Eb7M C7/9- While the kids are going off to school goodbye Bbm7 Eb7/9 Bbm7 And she reaches out and takes my hand Eb7/9 Ab7M Abm6 Squeezes it and says how you feelin' hon Fm7 Fm7+ And I look across at smiling lips Fm7 Bb7 Eb7M That warm my heart and see my morning sun Fm7 Bb7 Fm7 Bb7 And if that's not loving me then all I've got to say Eb Eb7M God didn't make little green apples Eb6 Fm Fm7+ Fm7 Bb7 And it don't rain in Indianapolis in the summertime Fm Fm7+ And there's no such thing as Doctor Suess Fm7 Bb7 Eb7M Eb6 Or Disneyland and Mother Goose is no nursery rhyme Eb Eb7M God didn't make little green apples Eb6 Fm Fm7+ Fm7 Bb7 And it don't rain in Indianapolis in the summertime Fm Fm7+ And when myself is feeling low Fm7 Bb7 Eb7M Eb6 I think about her face and go and ease my mind F#m F#m7+ F#m7 B7 E7M E6 G#m7 G#dim Sometimes I call her up at home knowing she's busy F#m F#m7+ F#m7 B7 E7M E6 E7M/9 And ask if she could get away and meet me and maybe we can grab a bite to eat Bm7 E7/9- Bm7 E7/9- A7M Am6 And she drops what she's doing and she hurries down to meet me and I'm always late F#m7 F#m7 But she sits waiting patiently F#m7 B7 E E7M E6 E7M And smiles when she first sees me cause she's made that way F#m7 B7 F#m7 B7 And if that ain't loving me then all I've got to say C7 Gm7 Gm7+ God didn't make little green apples Gm7 C7 F7M F6 And it don't snow in Minneapolis when the winter comes Gm7 Gm7+ Gm7 And there's no such think as make-believe, C7 F7M F6 Puppy dogs or autumn leaves and BB guns C7 Gm7 Gm7+ God didn't make little green apples Gm7 C7 F7M F6 And it don't snow in Minneapolis when the winter comes Gm7 Gm7+ Gm7 And there's no such think as make-believe C7 F7M F6 Puppy dogs or autumn leaves and BB guns

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