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samedi 10 mai 2014

Joe Dassin L'amérique

 Joe Dassin L'amérique
 
SOL                    SIm
Les amis je dois m'en aller
MIm                    SIm
Je n'ai plus qu'à jeter mes clés
MIm                    LAm
Car elle m'attend depuis que je suis né
RE7
L'amérique

SOL                    SIm
J'abandonne sur mon chemin
MIm                    SIm
Tant de choses que j'aimais bien
MIm                    LAm
Cela commence par un peu de chagrin
RE7
L'amérique

<b>Refrain :</b>

SOL
L' amérique, l'amérique
SIm                            RE7
Je veux l'avoir et je l'aurai
SOL
L'amérique, l'amérique
SIm                            RE7
Si c'est un rêve je le saurai
         MIm
Tous les sifflets des trains
             RE
Tout's les sirènes des bateaux
      LAm7                        RE7
M'ont chanté cent fois la chanson de l'eldorado
MIm
L'amérique

<b>Couplet :</b>

SOL                    SIm
Les amis je vous dis " adieu "
MIm                    SIm
Je devrais pleurer un peu
MIm                    LAm
Pardonnez-moi si je n'ai dans les yeux
RE7
que l'Amérique

SOL                    SIm
Je reviendrai je ne sais quand
MIm                    SIm
Cousu d'or et brodé d'argent
MIm                    LAm
Ou sans un sous mais plus riche qu'avant
RE7
De l'amérique


<b>Refrain :</b>

SOL
L' amérique, l'amérique
SIm                            RE7
Je veux l'avoir et je l'aurai
SOL
L'amérique, l'amérique
SIm                            RE7
Si c'est un rêve je le saurai
         MIm
Tous les sifflets des trains
             RE
Tout's les sirènes des bateaux
      LAm7                        RE7
M'ont chanté cent fois la chanson de l'eldorado
MIm
L'amérique

SOL
L'amérique, l'amérique
SIm                            RE7
Je veux l'avoir et je l'aurai
SOL
L'amérique, L'amérique
SIm                            RE7
Si c'est un rêve je le saurai
SOL
L'amérique, L'amérique
SIm                            RE7
Si c'est un rêve je le saurai
SOL
L'amérique, L'amérique
SIm                            RE7
Si c'est un rêve je le saurai

jeudi 26 janvier 2012

Dassin Joe LES CHAMPS-ÉLYSÉES


Dassin Joe LES CHAMPS-ÉLYSÉES
<b>Intro:</b>   REm   SOL7   DO   LAm   REm   SOL   DO

<b>Couplet :</b>

           DO                         MI7               LAm               DO7
Je m'baladais sur l'avenue le coeur ouvert à l'inconnu
         FA                       DO                           RE7        SOL7
J'avais envie de dire bonjour à n'importe qui
           DO                        MI7          LAm                     DO7
N'importe qui et ce fut toi et je t'ai dit n'importe quoi
      FA                DO                       RE7  SOL7  DO
Il suffisait de te parler pour t'apprivoiser

<b>Refrain :</b>

DO        MI7                LAm
Aux Champs-Élysées   DO7
FA         DO                RE7
Aux Champs-Élysées   SOL7
DO               MI7                LAm             DO7
Au soleil sous la pluie à midi ou à minuit
     FA                           DO                           RE7   SOL7  DO
Il y a tout c’que vous voulez aux Champs-Élysées

<b>Couplet :</b>

           DO                         MI7               LAm                DO7
Tu m'as dit j'ai rendez-vous dans un sous-sol avec des fous
         FA                       DO                           RE7         SOL7
Qui vivent la guitare à la main du soir au matin
           DO                        MI7          LAm                      DO7
A lors je t'ai accompagnée on a chanté on a dansé
      FA                DO                       RE7  SOL7  DO
Et l'on n'a même pas pensé à s'embrasser

<b>Refrain :</b>

DO        MI7                LAm
Aux Champs-Élysées   DO7
FA         DO                RE7
Aux Champs-Élysées   SOL7
DO               MI7                LAm             DO7
Au soleil sous la pluie à midi ou à minuit
     FA                           DO                            RE7   SOL7  DO
Il y a tout c’que vous voulez aux Champs-Élysées

<b>Couplet :</b>

           DO                         MI7               LAm                DO7
Hier soir deux inconnus et ce matin sur l'avenue
         FA                       DO                           RE7         SOL7
Deux amoureux tout étourdis par la longue nuit
           DO                        MI7          LAm                      DO7
Et de l'étoile à la Concorde un orchestre à mille cordes
      FA                DO                       RE7  SOL7  DO
Tous les oiseaux du point du jour chantent l'amour




<b>Refrain :</b>

DO        MI7                LAm
Aux Champs-Élysées   DO7
FA         DO                RE7
Aux Champs-Élysées   SOL7
DO               MI7                LAm             DO7
Au soleil sous la pluie à midi ou à minuit
     FA                           DO                            RE7   SOL7  DO
Il y a tout c’que vous voulez aux Champs-Élysées
s-Élyséesnt l'amour.

lundi 16 janvier 2012

Dylan Bob; Hurricane


Am   F   Am   F

Am                              F
Pistol shots ring out in the barroom night
Am                             F
enter Patty Valentine from the upper hall
Am                          F
She sees the bartender in a pool of blood
Am                            F
Cries out "My God they killed them all!"
C                           F
Here comes the story of the Hurricane,
C                          F
The man the authorities came to blame
Dm                          C
for something that he never done
Dm                       C  
Put in a prison cell but one time 
Em                Am   F                   C  G  Am  F  Am  F
he could have been the champion of the world

Three bodied lying there does Patty see
and another man named Bello moving mysteriously
"I didn't do it" he says, and he throws up his hands
"I was only robbin the register, I hope you understand
I saw them leavin," he says and he stops
One of us had better call the cops
so Patty calls the cops
and they arrive on the scene with their red lights flashin
in the hot New Jersey night

Meanwhile somewhere in another part of town
Rubin Carter and a couple of friends are driving around
number one contender for the middleweight crown
had no idea what kind of shit was about to go down
when a cop pulled him over on the side of the road
just like the time before and the time before that
in Paterson that just the ways things go
If you black you might as well not show up on the streets 
Less you wanna draw the heat

Alfred Bello had a partner and he had a rap for the cops
Him and Arthur Dexter Bradley were just out prowlin around
He said "I saw two men runnin out, they looked like middleweights
They jumped into a white car with out of state plates"
And Miss Patty Valentine just nodded her head
Cop said "Wait a minute boys, this one's not dead"
so they took him to the infirmary
and although this man could hardly see
they told him that he could identify the guilty men

Four in the morning and they haul Rubin in
Take him to the hospital and bring him upstairs
the wounded man looks up though his one dying eye
says "why'd you bring him here for? he ain't the guy!"
Yes, here the story of the Hurricane
The man the authorities came to blame 
for something that he never done
put in a prison cell but one time he could've been
the champion of the world
 
 Four months later the ghetto's in flame
Rubin's in South America fightin for his name
while Arthur Dexter Bradley's still in the robbery game
and the cops are puttin the screw to him looking for somebody to blame
"Remember that murder that happened in a bar?"
"Remember you said you saw the getaway car?"
"You think you'd like to play ball with the law?"
"Think it might have been that fighter that you saw running that night?"
"Don't forget that you are white"

Arthur Dexter Bradley said "I'm really not sure"
Cops said "A poor boy like you could really use a break
We got you for the motel job and were talking to your friend Bello
Now you don't want to ave to go back to jail, be a nice fellow
You'll be doin' society a favor 
That son of a bitch is brave and getting braver
We want to put his ass in the stir
We want to pin this trip murder on him
He ain't ne Gentleman Jim"

Rubin could take a man out with just one punch
he never did like to talk about it all that much
It's my work he'd say, I do it for pay
and when it's over I'd just as soon go on my way
up to some paradise
where the trout streams flow and the air is nice
and ride a horse along a trail
but then they took him to the jail house 
where they try to make a man into a mouse

All of Rubin's card were marked in advance
The trial was a pig-circus, he never had a chance
the judge made Rubin's witnesses drunkards from the slums
to the white folks who watched he was a revolutionary bum
but to the black folks he was a crazy nigger
no one doubted that he pulled the trigger
and though they could not produce the gun
the D.A. said he was the one who did the deed
And the all-white jury agreed

Rubin Carter was falsely tried
the crime was murder "one", guess who testified?
Bello and Bradley and the both badly lied
and the newspapers all went along for the ride
how can the life of such a man 
be in the palm of some fool's hand?
to see him obviously framed
couldn't help but be ashamed to live in a land
where justice is a game

Now all the criminal in their coats and their ties
are free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise
while Rubin sits like Buddha in a ten foot cell
and innocent man in a living hell
that's the story of the Hurricane
but it won't be over till they clear him name
and give him back the time he's done
put in a prison cell but one time he could've been
the champion of the world