Biography:
http://www.flatfoot56.com/
Since the year 2000, FLATFOOT 56 have steadily unleashed a rollicking barrage of Celtic punk and folk-tinged hardcore from the South Side of Chicago to an international audience with intense and positive party-like energy. Coinciding with their 10-year anniversary, Flatfoot launched the release of their 3rd label-backed studio effort, Black Thorn, on March 30, 2010.
Led by spirited front man Tobin Bawinkel (Vocals/Guitar)
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Four years of hard work!This month of May we celebrated four years on the air. We continue working on the dissemination of this wonderful instrument, thank you for participating in our story!
[Intro]
Gm Eb Bb Gm Eb Bb
e|----------------------------------|
B|-6--/8-6----------6--8--63-------|
G|-----------5/7---------------3----|
D|----------------------------------| x2
A|----------------------------------|
E|----------------------------------|
[Verse 1]
Bb
I've broken many stats and my record surely holds
Eb Cm Bb
I'm the meanest man in baseball so I'm told
Bb
Got fire in my eyes as my father is growing cold
Gm Cm Bb
he was shot by my mother, I was 18 years old
[Verse 2]
Bb
Don't throw the ball away, my feet won't stay
Eb Cm Bb
I'm the fastest son of a gun you ever saw
Bb
Heckler in the stands, won't you give the man a hand
Eb Cm Bb
Watch me jump the bleacher line to beat him raw
[Chorus]
Gm Eb Bb
I'd climb a mountain to slap an echo it's true
Gm Eb Bb
I'd climb a mountain to slap an echo it's true
Gm Eb Bb
It should come as no surprise, and don't avert your eyes
Cm Eb Bb
As the sharpest cleats in baseball come for you
[Interlude]
Gm Eb Bb Gm Eb Bb
e|----------------------------------|
B|-6--/8-6----------6--8--63-------|
G|-----------5/7---------------3----|
D|----------------------------------| x2
A|----------------------------------|
E|----------------------------------|
[Verse 3]
Bb
I've been made to score in this game I call a war
Eb Cm Bb
No gentleman's pass time that's for sure
Bb
Carry millions in a bag with a pistol I can snag
Eb Cm Bb
I carry it all cause I'm secure
[Verse 4]
Bb
I'm catching all the blame cause I'm anything but tame
Eb Cm Bb
They call me Georgia Peach I hate that name
Bb
Claimed I stabbed a man, a drifter of the land
Eb Cm Bb
When you're in my way then you're to blame
[Chorus]
Gm Eb Bb
I'd climb a mountain to slap an echo it's true
Gm Eb Bb
I'd climb a mountain to slap an echo it's true
Gm Eb Bb
It should come as no surprise, and don't avert your eyes
Cm Eb Bb
As the sharpest cleats in baseball come for you
Gm Eb Bb
I'd climb a mountain to slap an echo it's true
Gm Eb Bb
I'd climb a mountain to slap an echo it's true
Gm Eb Bb
It should come as no surprise, and don't avert your eyes
Cm Eb Bb
As the sharpest cleats in baseball come for you
[Solo]
F Eb Bb
e|---------------------------------------------------|
B|----------------------------------6-----------6----|
G|-----------------------------5/7----7----5/7----7--|
D|-----------------0--3/5--3-------------------------|
A|-------1/3--1-3------------------------------------|
E|-1--3----------------------------------------------|
F Eb Bb
e|-------------------------------------------------------|
B|-6--6-4--3-3/4--3--------------6-------------6---------|
G|------------------3--5-3--5/7----7--5-3-5/7----7--5-3--|
D|-------------------------------------------------------|
A|-------------------------------------------------------|
E|-------------------------------------------------------|
F Eb Bb
e|-----------------------------------------------------|
B|-6--6-4--3-6/8--6------------6-------------6---------|
G|-------------------7----5/7----7--5-3-5/7----7--5-3--|
D|---------------------8-------------------------------|
A|-----------------------------------------------------|
E|-----------------------------------------------------|
F Eb Bb
e|----------------------------------|
B|-----------------6-6-6-6-4-3------|
G|----3-3/5--3--5--------------3----|
D|-5--------------------------------|
A|----------------------------------|
E|----------------------------------|
[Chorus]
Gm Eb Bb
I'd climb a mountain to slap an echo it's true
Gm Eb Bb
I'd climb a mountain to slap an echo it's true
Gm Eb Bb
It should come as no surprise, and don't avert your eyes
Cm Eb Bb
As the sharpest cleats in baseball come for you
Gm Eb Bb
I'd climb a mountain to slap an echo it's true
Gm Eb Bb
I'd climb a mountain to slap an echo it's true
Gm Eb Bb
It should come as no surprise, and don't avert your eyes
Cm Eb Bb
As the sharpest cleats in baseball come for you
[Outro]
Cm Eb Bb
As the sharpest cleats in baseball come for you
Cm Eb Bb
As the sharpest cleats in baseball come for you
Cm Eb Bb
As the sharpest cleats in baseball come for you
Gm Eb Bb Gm Eb Bb
e|----------------------------------|
B|-6--/8-6----------6--8--63-------|
G|-----------5/7---------------3----|
D|----------------------------------| x2
A|----------------------------------|
E|----------------------------------|
[Verse 1]
Bb
I've broken many stats and my record surely holds
Eb Cm Bb
I'm the meanest man in baseball so I'm told
Bb
Got fire in my eyes as my father is growing cold
Gm Cm Bb
he was shot by my mother, I was 18 years old
[Verse 2]
Bb
Don't throw the ball away, my feet won't stay
Eb Cm Bb
I'm the fastest son of a gun you ever saw
Bb
Heckler in the stands, won't you give the man a hand
Eb Cm Bb
Watch me jump the bleacher line to beat him raw
[Chorus]
Gm Eb Bb
I'd climb a mountain to slap an echo it's true
Gm Eb Bb
I'd climb a mountain to slap an echo it's true
Gm Eb Bb
It should come as no surprise, and don't avert your eyes
Cm Eb Bb
As the sharpest cleats in baseball come for you
[Interlude]
Gm Eb Bb Gm Eb Bb
e|----------------------------------|
B|-6--/8-6----------6--8--63-------|
G|-----------5/7---------------3----|
D|----------------------------------| x2
A|----------------------------------|
E|----------------------------------|
[Verse 3]
Bb
I've been made to score in this game I call a war
Eb Cm Bb
No gentleman's pass time that's for sure
Bb
Carry millions in a bag with a pistol I can snag
Eb Cm Bb
I carry it all cause I'm secure
[Verse 4]
Bb
I'm catching all the blame cause I'm anything but tame
Eb Cm Bb
They call me Georgia Peach I hate that name
Bb
Claimed I stabbed a man, a drifter of the land
Eb Cm Bb
When you're in my way then you're to blame
[Chorus]
Gm Eb Bb
I'd climb a mountain to slap an echo it's true
Gm Eb Bb
I'd climb a mountain to slap an echo it's true
Gm Eb Bb
It should come as no surprise, and don't avert your eyes
Cm Eb Bb
As the sharpest cleats in baseball come for you
Gm Eb Bb
I'd climb a mountain to slap an echo it's true
Gm Eb Bb
I'd climb a mountain to slap an echo it's true
Gm Eb Bb
It should come as no surprise, and don't avert your eyes
Cm Eb Bb
As the sharpest cleats in baseball come for you
[Solo]
F Eb Bb
e|---------------------------------------------------|
B|----------------------------------6-----------6----|
G|-----------------------------5/7----7----5/7----7--|
D|-----------------0--3/5--3-------------------------|
A|-------1/3--1-3------------------------------------|
E|-1--3----------------------------------------------|
F Eb Bb
e|-------------------------------------------------------|
B|-6--6-4--3-3/4--3--------------6-------------6---------|
G|------------------3--5-3--5/7----7--5-3-5/7----7--5-3--|
D|-------------------------------------------------------|
A|-------------------------------------------------------|
E|-------------------------------------------------------|
F Eb Bb
e|-----------------------------------------------------|
B|-6--6-4--3-6/8--6------------6-------------6---------|
G|-------------------7----5/7----7--5-3-5/7----7--5-3--|
D|---------------------8-------------------------------|
A|-----------------------------------------------------|
E|-----------------------------------------------------|
F Eb Bb
e|----------------------------------|
B|-----------------6-6-6-6-4-3------|
G|----3-3/5--3--5--------------3----|
D|-5--------------------------------|
A|----------------------------------|
E|----------------------------------|
[Chorus]
Gm Eb Bb
I'd climb a mountain to slap an echo it's true
Gm Eb Bb
I'd climb a mountain to slap an echo it's true
Gm Eb Bb
It should come as no surprise, and don't avert your eyes
Cm Eb Bb
As the sharpest cleats in baseball come for you
Gm Eb Bb
I'd climb a mountain to slap an echo it's true
Gm Eb Bb
I'd climb a mountain to slap an echo it's true
Gm Eb Bb
It should come as no surprise, and don't avert your eyes
Cm Eb Bb
As the sharpest cleats in baseball come for you
[Outro]
Cm Eb Bb
As the sharpest cleats in baseball come for you
Cm Eb Bb
As the sharpest cleats in baseball come for you
Cm Eb Bb
As the sharpest cleats in baseball come for you
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