Biography:
Frontier Ruckus is an American folk-rock band from Michigan. The project is centered on the lyrically intensive songs of Matthew Milia, and was formed by Milia and banjo player David Winston Jones while living in Metro Detroit. The band released its debut full-length record, The Orion Songbook, through Quite Scientific Records in November, 2008. In February, 2009, it was announced that Frontier Ruckus had joined North Carolina-based label Ramseur Records.
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CAPO ON 1
G C G
G Em C
G C G
Em Amaj C G
Em Amaj C G
[VERSE]
G C G
Mona's buying milk and honey from the summer bins in Milford Market.
G Em
Outside the door at six, the green bulb clicks,
C
On.
G C G
I work nine to five around the hiss of the ice box compartment,
Em Amaj C G
When I punch out I want to set the night to bitter flames a-lickin'
Em Amaj C G
The town and all the passion strickened down.
[CHORUS]
C G D Am
And Emmy's twenty years removed now, from that morning in July,
C G
When her father held her in his arms.
C G D Am
And dipped her freckled neck down' 'neath the river water as flies,
C A
Were darkening the brightness
C A
And all of the baptismal whiteness
C A
But darlin' all those of our likeness
C
Were born so very ready to live.
G
And to die.
[VERSE]
G
I know my way through the neighborhoods
C G
From Mona's house to the interstate.
G Em C
I know my way to the greatest things we got
G
The travelin' acts they leave their sounds
C G
For railroad tracks in other towns,
E Amaj
But I want to hold to something longer
C G
Something meaner, something stronger
E Amaj C G
At eleven thirty the town's alone, again.
[CHORUS]
C G
And Emmy used to say she loved me,
D Am
Used to be oh so proud of me,
C G
When she saw her father in my eyes.
C G D Am
When I dipped her golden head down 'neath the river water swimmin',
C A
The pine shine all was dimmin'
C A
The kitchen panes were pitch-dark within
C A
And I thought we were only kidding till
C
Your father cried.
G
[PLAY VERSE 1x DURING BANJO SOLO]
[VERSE]
G C G
Mona, you're my only friend, we could take the interstate;
G E C
Though you know the interstate deadends.
G
Will it lead us to the milk and honey,
C G
Is the Promised Land just a funny
E Amaj C G
Way to say the strangeness never ceases?
E Amaj C G
'Cause Emmy, you have baptized me to pieces.
G C G
G Em C
G C G
Em Amaj C G
Em Amaj C G
[VERSE]
G C G
Mona's buying milk and honey from the summer bins in Milford Market.
G Em
Outside the door at six, the green bulb clicks,
C
On.
G C G
I work nine to five around the hiss of the ice box compartment,
Em Amaj C G
When I punch out I want to set the night to bitter flames a-lickin'
Em Amaj C G
The town and all the passion strickened down.
[CHORUS]
C G D Am
And Emmy's twenty years removed now, from that morning in July,
C G
When her father held her in his arms.
C G D Am
And dipped her freckled neck down' 'neath the river water as flies,
C A
Were darkening the brightness
C A
And all of the baptismal whiteness
C A
But darlin' all those of our likeness
C
Were born so very ready to live.
G
And to die.
[VERSE]
G
I know my way through the neighborhoods
C G
From Mona's house to the interstate.
G Em C
I know my way to the greatest things we got
G
The travelin' acts they leave their sounds
C G
For railroad tracks in other towns,
E Amaj
But I want to hold to something longer
C G
Something meaner, something stronger
E Amaj C G
At eleven thirty the town's alone, again.
[CHORUS]
C G
And Emmy used to say she loved me,
D Am
Used to be oh so proud of me,
C G
When she saw her father in my eyes.
C G D Am
When I dipped her golden head down 'neath the river water swimmin',
C A
The pine shine all was dimmin'
C A
The kitchen panes were pitch-dark within
C A
And I thought we were only kidding till
C
Your father cried.
G
[PLAY VERSE 1x DURING BANJO SOLO]
[VERSE]
G C G
Mona, you're my only friend, we could take the interstate;
G E C
Though you know the interstate deadends.
G
Will it lead us to the milk and honey,
C G
Is the Promised Land just a funny
E Amaj C G
Way to say the strangeness never ceases?
E Amaj C G
'Cause Emmy, you have baptized me to pieces.
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