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Аккорд песни «Young Americans» от Bowie David

Представляем аккорды композиции "Young Americans" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Bowie David . Эта интерпретация аккордов и текста песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Аппликатура аккордов песни «Young Americans» — это не просто изображения аккордов, а история, которую Bowie David передаёт через ритм и интонации.

Bowie David - "Young Americans"

#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #This file is the authors own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. # #------------------------------------------------------------------------------## From: Villafranc@aol.com Date: Tue, 26 Sep 1995 15:40:55 -0400 Subject: ./b/david_bowie/young_americans/.crd since nobody posted this, i had to figure out this for myself. so now i share this bowie masterpice with all yall.... YOUNG AMERICANS bowie intro: C, Dm, F, (g) |------3--- |---------- |---------- |---------- |----2----- |------3--- (4x) C They pulled in just behind the fridge Dm He lays her down-he frowns F "Gee my lifes a funny thing G Am I still too young" C He kissed her then and there Dm She took his ring, took his babies F It took him minutes, took her nowhere G Heaven knows shedve taken anything CHORUS: F G All night-she want s the young American C Dm Young American, young American she wants the young American (f)|-1------------ |-1------------ |-1--2--------- |-1-----3------ |-1-----3------ |-1----------- G Its all right-but she wants the young American Scanning life thru the picture window She finds the slinky vagabond He coughs as he passes her Ford Mustang Heaven forbid shell take anything But the freak and his type-all for nothing Misses a step and cuts his hand Showing nothing he swoops like a song She cries "where have all papas heroes gone'" All night-she want s the young American Young American, young American she wants the young American Its all right-but she wants the young American All the way from Washington He breadwinner begs of the bathroom floor "Live for just these twenty years Do we have to die for the fifty more'" All night-he want s the young American Young American, young American he wants the young American Its all right-but he wants the young American... interlude: Am, G, F, G bridge: Am (g) |------3--- |---------- |---------- |---------- |----2----- |------3--- (c)|---------- |---1------ |---------- |-----2---- |-------3-- |-------3-- Do you remember your President Nixon' Am (g) |------3--- |---------- |---------- |---------- |----2----- |------3--- F So you remember the bills you have to pay E or even yesterday' break: D, G(ii), G(iii), D(ii), A(ii) D Have you been the un-American Em Just you and your id singing falsetto bout G leather, leather everywhere and A not a myth left from the Ghetto D Well, well, well would you carry a razor' Em In case, just in case of depression G Sit on your hands on a bus of survivors A Blushing at all the afro-sheeners Aint that close to love' Well aint that poster love' Well it aint that brbie doll Her hearts have been broken just like you G A All night-you want the young American D Em Young American, young American you want the young American (g) |------3--- |---------- |---------- |---------- |----2----- |------3--- A Its all right-you want the young American You aint a pimp and you aint a hustler Pimps got a Caddy-lady got a Chrysler Blacks got respect-whites got his soul train Mamas got cramps and look at your hands hey "I heard the news today, oh boy" I got-suite and you got defeat Aint there a man-who could say no more Aint there a woman-I can sock on the jaw Aint there a child-I can hold without judging Aint there a pen-that will write before they die Aint you proud-that youve still got faces and aint there one damn song that can make me break down and cry... All night-I want the young American Young American, young American I want the young American Its all right-I want the young American From: etxjrun@etxb.eua.ericsson.se (Jan Runesson) Subject: CRD:Bowie - Young Americans, help needed Here is a David Bowie song I tried to figure out the other day and this is what I came up with. I am not sure I got everything correct. The (g) |------3--- |---------- |---------- |---------- |----2----- |------3--- might be a Gsus4 or something similar. Help me out here. Corrections are welcome! C They pulled in just behind the fridge G He laid her down - he frowns Dm Gee my lifes a funny thing F Am I still too young C He kissed then and there G She took his ring took his babies Dm It him minutes took her nowhere F Heaven knows shedve taken anything Em F#m All night - she wants the young American Em F#m Its all right - but she wants the young American Scanning life through the picture window She finds the slinky vagabond He coughs as he passes her Ford Mustang Heaven forbid shell taken anything But the freak and his type - all for nothing He misses a step and cuts his hand Showing nothing he swoops like a song She cries where have all papas heroes gone All night - she wants the young American Its all right - but she wants the young American All the way from Washington Her breadwinner begs of the bathroom floor We live for just these twenty years Do we have to die for fifty more All night - she wants the young American Its all right - but she wants the young American Do you remember president Nixon Do you remember all the bills you have to pay or even yesterday ................................. ----- /Mr. Jan Runesson/etxjrun@etxb.eua.ericsson.se/Stockholm, SWEDEN/

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