This song is composed of three parts. They can be mixed up and switched around however and whenever you wish!
Here is a lovely recording I made with two other ladies.
Capo 4
Part Uno A.................. E.....................
What makes a heart freak out? .........D.............................A.....E
What makes a heart beat slow? A........................E...............
What about your countenance, ........D...............................A.... E
your smile your laugh your eyes? A................... E.................
Whatever it is it makes me D.........................A......................... E...........
think of you even when I'm with the other guys
(Follow the same AEDAE pattern throughout the song)
Part Dos
I can't seem to stop these blue eyes from seeing you. I'm stuck to you stuck to you, like bubble gum to shoe.
I can't seem to stop this red heart from wanting you I'm made for you made for you, like NyQuil for the flue
Part Tres
Na na na na na na na na na na na na na naaa (And yes, this is the exactly correct number of na nas.)
I saw this on Facebook and immediately wanted to share it with the world.
The beat they use is the very same girls camp classic game "the cup game" from my youth. Lo and behold, these brilliant ladies took that beat and utilized it.
Erato, by the way, is one of the three Muses in Greek mythology.
If you want to see their lovely website, click here. (A lot of it is in Sweedish...but you can translate it!)
G.....................D.................Am......................C............................G.................. D......................Am.........C
Moby once told me the coordinates for gold, gave me the rise and the run and I ran away. G.....................D...........................Am...................C...................G.................. D......................Am.........C
Compass for adventure, bandanna and blue jeans, when I heard the dashes and the dots. ....................G....................D...................Am...................C............G......................................D.......Am......C
Saw your sail and your hull, the white flag on the pole; you surrendered though I just said hello.
Chorus ......................G...D....Am....C
Called me a pirate. ...................G.................. D......................Am.........C
Said I plundered and I stole your heart. .....G.........................D......................Am....................C........
I didn't mean to break it, I didn't even want to take it, ......G...................................D.......................Am...........C
but I blinked twice and you had stowed away.
Bridge: D..................................Em...............................................
I can reassure you I did not choose to board you. ...D............................................C...................D....
I swear on Davy Jones, you did this too yourself.
*clap clap*
G.....................D.................Am......................C............................G.................. D......................Am.........C
Man overboard! I sincerly pray the Lord will bless you with love to come. G.....................D.................Am......................C............................G.................. D......................Am.........C
But that love isn't me. No, I'm not the key that's going to unleash the heart in your chest. G.....................D.................Am......................C.....................
I got no need for an anchor, don't wanna be held down. ................G.................. D...................Am.........C
I may regret it in the end but at least I'm free.
Chorus ..........G...D....Am....C
I'm a pirate. .....G....................D..........Am.........C
I wander and I never dock G............................D......Am.............................C........
Live on billowed sails, flirt with sharks and whales .........G..............................D.................................Am...........C
And when I change my mind the waves don't fuss.
Bridge: D..................................Em...............................................
I know I hurt you, It feels like I desert you.
...D...................................................C........................D....
I made you walk the plank, but it's not you it's me.
*Goes into a trio and audience participation of all your favorite pirate phrases while following the GDEmC chord progression
..........G...D....Am....C
I'm a pirate. .....G....................D..........Am.........C
I see land but I keep to sea ..........G...D....Am....C
I'm a pirate. .....G....................D..........Am.........C
I see land but I keep to sea
G.....................D.................Am......................C............................G.................. D......................Am.........C
Moby once told me the coordinates for gold, gave me the rise and the run and I ran away.
Three years ago TODAY I left for New Zealand. You can read all about my New Zealand adventures at my blog: Where Toilets Flush the Other Way. This is a Maori song I learned when I was living in New Zealand. You can find the sheet music here.
A Tūtira mai ngā iwi Line up together, people D A Tātou tātou e All of us, all of us.
Tūtira mai ngā iwi Stand in rows, people B7 E7 Tātou tātou e All of us, all of us.
A Whai-a te marama-tanga Seek after knowledge D A me te aroha - e ngā iwi! and love of others - everybody! D Ki-a k' tapa-tahi, 1 Think as one,
A Ki-a ko-tahi rā. Act as one.
E7 A Tātou tātou e. All of us, all of us.
(Sing it all a second time.) Then finish with...
D E7 A Tā - tou, tā - tou E!! All of us, all of us.
This is the Shakira's song "Waka Waka" that was used as the World Cup song for 2010.
The non-English portions of this song are mostly African and are pulled from another older song: Zamina.
"Zamina" or "Zangalewa" was a 1986 hit song originally done by an African group called Golden Sounds. This song pays tribute to African skirmishers during WW2. This is an excellent pump up song for policemen, boy scouts, sports and training. (I gathered this info from this website)
Detailed translation Za / mine / mine / hé hé. in other pronunciation (Zar ou Zak mine mine) Come / you / you / he he. (Literal translation) Come, come (translation adapted)
Wa / ka. You-ti-action. (Literal translation) you do. (Translation adapted)
za / an / ga / le / wa / who / have / do action / called / you / (literal translation) Who called you? (Translation adapted)
Ana / wam / ha / ha com / yo-me / himself / herself (literally) me, yeah (translation adapted)
Yang / hé hé Waiting / hé hé
Full display translated Come, come hé hé you do, you do hé hé Come, come Who called you? yes, I am hé hé expected hé hé expected Come, come Who called you? yes, I am
Ya no recuerdo como fue I do not remember how it was si me buscaste o te busqué if I searched or you searched si me encontraste o te encontréif you found me or I found you se me olvidó I forgot
si me llamaste o te llaméif I called or I called you si me miraste o te miréIf I looked or you looked si sonreíste o sonreíif you smiled or I smiled qué importa Why It Matters
si era temprano o era tarde whether it was early or late si hacía frío o si lucía el solif it was cold or if the sun shone sólo recuerdo que lo nuestro fue I just remember that ours was una locuracrazy
(Estribillo Chorus)
Una locura Crazy que sólo floreció una primaverawhat flourished only a spring que no pasó de ser una aventura what did not happen to be an adventure y el viento del verano marchitó and withered summer wind Una locuraCrazy que no dejó una huella en mi camino that I did not leave a mark on my way que se quedó en el aire sin destinowhich remained in the air aimlessly y que al pasar el tiempo la borróand that over time it was erased.
Ya no recuerdo como fue I do not remember how it was si tu me amaste o yo te améif you loved me or I loved you si te marchaste o me marché if you went or I went se me olvidó I forgot
si me dejaste o te dejé If you left me or I left you si me perdiste o te perdí if I missed you or lost you si me olvidaste o te olvidé if I forgot or you forgot qué importa Why It Matters
si era verano o era otoñowhether it was summer or autumn si fue en un bar o en una playa al solif it was in a bar or on a beach at sunset sólo recuerdo que lo nuestro fue I just remember that ours was una locuracrazy
This duet is formed by Gabe Dominguez from Shake Your Peace and Sonya Cotton. I am obsessed. I haven't found voices this soothing...well, ever. Their voices melt together in a way I haven't heard things sung since the older musicals like Singing in the Rain. It's just so crisp and fresh and DANG IT! I just love it! This duet is dedicated to making arrangements of songs they love already (aka they don't do a whole lot of original stuff...but that's okay.) I linked the original versions to the white words. It's always fun to compare these things.
You'll fall in love with them in just this.
Hold On (Originally Tom Waits)
Higher than a Hawk (from the musical "Calamity Jane")
How Tiny Home got its name. (Taken directly from their 100% wind and solar powered website tinyhomemusic.com)
When Sonya first met Gabe back in August of 2007, she discovered to her surprise that Gabe lived in a blue 8’ x 9’ camping tent, precariously positioned high atop the roof of a Latino musician’s collective in San Francisco’s Mission District. Though the tent flapped and billowed in the background, Sonya was unflappable, and to Gabe’s delight, Sonya embraced both the tent, and the tent’s owner with an open heart.
Months passed, and many hours were happily spent in the little tent that was perched two stories above the city sidewalk.
One day when the two were sitting cross-legged on the salvaged U-haul moving blanket which acted as the comforter on Gabe’s twin bed, they observed that for their cramped quarters, they felt incredibly comfortable. They reflected to their amusement that their love for one another seemed to transform a $50 tent bought off of Ebay into a magical little world that was all their own; a safe and beautiful haven separate from - almost floating above - the big world below. It was around this time that Sonya began fondly calling the tent: “Tiny Home,” and even wrote a song commemorating the mini nylon habitat: “The magic of your tiny home, the walls that shake and billow / A fortress nearly twice as strong as any one of wood or stone!”
As time went by and the rooftop tent was packed away and Gabe and Sonya found themselves in other homes (both tiny and big,) the two noticed in the midst of their changing surroundings (as many other lovers have gleefully also noticed since time immemorial) that wherever they went in each other’s company they created between them a tiny home unto themselves: a safe space of coziness, magic, and wonder - no tent necessary.
When considering what to name the musical duo that could musically conjure that same space of coziness, magic and wonder, there was no question of what that name should be: Tiny Home.
You can buy their stuff from their website under the music tab. They have a killer Christmas album and are working on a lullaby album. Not only do they sound amazing, but they are dedicated to being "green" and keeping costs low.
If you enjoy my writing you may call me Marcindra. I refuse to spend more than a dollar on sunglasses. I invest most of my money on memories and experiences. I'm obsessed with meeting people and being well-rounded. I believe that people are generally good. I am a Christmas fanatic. I'd be happy if I lived at Girls Camp for the rest of my life. Seldom do I have tear ducts. I think it's a waste of time to re-tie my shoes everyday, so I don't. Ice cream tastes better when eating it with a fork. Everything tastes better when in a mug. God loves me; Life is beautiful.
