Biography:
Darren was born on November 5th, 1983. Shortly thereafter, he was held upside down and smacked on the bottom, letting out what would be the first in a long line of epic wails. The public premier of his pipes occurred five years later when he took the stage in what would be the first of many musical productions. At twelve years old he picked up his first guitar and began writing rock songs and playing in a long line of bands.
Darren produced his first critically acclaimed rock album while in high school.
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There's a G note bend played on top of an E major chord often, listen for the timing.
Just reach up with your pinky to bend the G up to G#. Play something like this and you
should catch on:
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----0--0-0----0--0-0--------0-------|
----1--1-1----1--1-1--------1-------|
----2--2-2----2--2-2--------2-------|
----2--2-2----2--2-2--------2-------|
-0--0-------0-0-------3b4-0-0-------|
E
Gods ain't gonna help you son
G A E
you'll be sorry for what you done
E
them gods gonna hurt you son
G A E
when you play with a loaded gun
G A E
when you play with a loaded gun
C E
They ain't gonna catch you when you fall
C B
you'll be pleading while you're bleeding
E
They ain't gonna hear ya son
G A E
don't care about what you done
E
they ain't gonna help you son
G A E
you'll be sorry for what you done
G A E
be sorry for what you done
This section is played like this:
-----------------------------------------0---------------|
-----------------------------------------0---------------|
-----------------------------------------1---------------|
--------------------------------5--5-----2---------------|
--5--7--5-----5--7--5-----5--7-5---------2---------------|
-----------7-----------7--------------0--0---------------|
Old Pyth, cranky old bull
E
make you sorry for what you done
Hense, in a black veil
E
gonna prick you for what you done
Roathus got you empty
E
got you weeping for what you done
I say mother, lonely old gal
E
tear your heart out for what you done
G A E
tear your heart out for what you done
C E
They ain't gonna catch you when you fall
C B
you'll be pleading while you're bleeding
E
God ain't gonna help you son
G A E
You'll be sorry for what you've done
E
Them gods gonna hurt you son
G A E
you'll be sorry for what you done
G A E
you'll be sorry for what you done
Just reach up with your pinky to bend the G up to G#. Play something like this and you
should catch on:
------------------------------------|
----0--0-0----0--0-0--------0-------|
----1--1-1----1--1-1--------1-------|
----2--2-2----2--2-2--------2-------|
----2--2-2----2--2-2--------2-------|
-0--0-------0-0-------3b4-0-0-------|
E
Gods ain't gonna help you son
G A E
you'll be sorry for what you done
E
them gods gonna hurt you son
G A E
when you play with a loaded gun
G A E
when you play with a loaded gun
C E
They ain't gonna catch you when you fall
C B
you'll be pleading while you're bleeding
E
They ain't gonna hear ya son
G A E
don't care about what you done
E
they ain't gonna help you son
G A E
you'll be sorry for what you done
G A E
be sorry for what you done
This section is played like this:
-----------------------------------------0---------------|
-----------------------------------------0---------------|
-----------------------------------------1---------------|
--------------------------------5--5-----2---------------|
--5--7--5-----5--7--5-----5--7-5---------2---------------|
-----------7-----------7--------------0--0---------------|
Old Pyth, cranky old bull
E
make you sorry for what you done
Hense, in a black veil
E
gonna prick you for what you done
Roathus got you empty
E
got you weeping for what you done
I say mother, lonely old gal
E
tear your heart out for what you done
G A E
tear your heart out for what you done
C E
They ain't gonna catch you when you fall
C B
you'll be pleading while you're bleeding
E
God ain't gonna help you son
G A E
You'll be sorry for what you've done
E
Them gods gonna hurt you son
G A E
you'll be sorry for what you done
G A E
you'll be sorry for what you done
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