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Fast Car - Tracy Chapman

Het tokkeltje van dit nummer is niet heel makkelijk, maar las je hem hebt, is hij heel leuk om te spelen.

Let er op dat je bij het begin de 3e fret op de B snaar met je PINK pakt; dan kunt je die doorschuiven naar de hoge noot verder op de hals. Je hoort op de opname ook dat ze die noot op de B snaar omhoog schuift (slide). Dat geeft een gaaf effect. De akkoorden spreken voor zich, let goed op het slagje.


Meer info:

Artiest: Tracy Chapman

Nummer: Fast Car

Album: Tracy Chapman

Jaar: 1978

Categorie: Folkrock

Songwriters: Tracy Chapman

Uitgevers: Elektra Records

Geplaatst door: Bart Hennephof

Capo: 2

Lyrics:

You got a fast car

I want a ticket to anywhere

Maybe we make a deal

Maybe together we can get somewhere


Anyplace is better

Starting from zero got nothing to lose

Maybe we\\\'ll make something

But me myself I got nothing to prove


You got a fast car

And I got a plan to get us out of here

I been working at the convenience store

Managed to save just a little bit of money

We won\\\'t have to drive too far

Just \\\'cross the border and into the city

You and I can both get jobs

And finally see what it means to be living


You see my old man\\\'s got a problem

He live with the bottle that\\\'s the way it is

He says his body\\\'s too old for working

I say his body\\\'s too young to look like his

My mama went off and left him

She wanted more from life than he could give

I said somebody\\\'s got to take care of him

So I quit school and that\\\'s what I did


You got a fast car

But is it fast enough so we can fly away

We gotta make a decision

We leave tonight or live and die this way


I remember we were driving driving in your car

The speed so fast I felt like I was drunk

City lights lay out before us

And your arm felt nice wrapped \\\'round my shoulder

And I had a feeling that I belonged

And I had a feeling I could be someone,

be someone, be someone


You got a fast car

And we go cruising to entertain ourselves

You still ain\\\'t got a job

And I work in a market as a checkout girl

I know things will get better

You\\\'ll find work and I\\\'ll get promoted

We\\\'ll move out of the shelter

Buy a big house and live in the suburbs


I remember we were driving driving in your car

The speed so fast I felt like I was drunk

City lights lay out before us

And your arm felt nice wrapped \\\'round my shoulder

And I had a feeling that I belonged

And I had a feeling I could be someone,

be someone, be someone


You got a fast car

And I got a job that pays all our bills

You stay out drinking late at the bar

See more of your friends than you do of your kids

I\\\'d always hoped for better

Thought maybe together you and me would find it

I got no plans I ain\\\'t going nowhere

So take your fast car and keep on driving


I remember we were driving driving in your car

The speed so fast I felt like I was drunk

City lights lay out before us

And your arm felt nice wrapped \\\'round my shoulder

And I had a feeling that I belonged

And I had a feeling I could be someone,

be someone, be someone


You got a fast car

But is it fast enough so you can fly away

You gotta make a decision

You leave tonight or live and die this way





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