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Artiest: Harry Chapin - Songtitle: Six Strings Orchestra

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Origineel

The very day I purchased it, I christened my guitar as my monophonic symphony, six string orchestra In my room I'd practice late, they'd leave me alone. My mother said, "You're nothing yet, to make the folks write home." I'd play at all the talent nights, I'd finish, they'd applaud. Some called it muffled laughter, I just figured they were awed. So I went up for an encore, but they screamed they'd had enough. Well, maybe I just need a group to help me do my stuff. Chorus: And so I'd dream a bass will join me, and fill the bottom in. And maybe now some lead guitar so it would not sound so thin. I need some drums to set the beat and help me keep in time. And way back in the distance, some strings would sound so fine. And we'd all play together, like fine musicians should, And it would sound like music, and the music would sound good. But in real life I'm stuck with that same old formula, me and my monophonic symphony, six string orchestra.

Vertaling

The very day I purchased it, I christened my guitar as my monophonic symphony, six string orchestra In my room I'd practice late, they'd leave me alone. My mother said, "You're nothing yet, to make the folks write home." I'd play at all the talent nights, I'd finish, they'd applaud. Some called it muffled laughter, I just figured they were awed. So I went up for an encore, but they screamed they'd had enough. Well, maybe I just need a group to help me do my stuff. Chorus: And so I'd dream a bass will join me, and fill the bottom in. And maybe now some lead guitar so it would not sound so thin. I need some drums to set the beat and help me keep in time. And way back in the distance, some strings would sound so fine. And we'd all play together, like fine musicians should, And it would sound like music, and the music would sound good. But in real life I'm stuck with that same old formula, me and my monophonic symphony, six string orchestra.