Biography:
Houndmouth is a collaborative folk rock four-member band, formed in 2011 from the lowland plains and farmlands of Indiana, USA. The band's lyrics emphasize their foolhardiness, and their soulful harmonies carry far. Houndmouth consists of Matt Myers (guitar, vocals), Katie Toupin (keyboard, vocals), Zak Appleby (bass, vocals) and Shane Cody(drums, vocals). Folk duo Katie Toupin and Matt Myers (formerly of the Saint James Hotel) joined up with Shane
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Other songs:
- Darlin'
- Sedona
- 15 Years
- Black Gold
- By God
- Casino Bad Things
- Come On Illinois
- Comin Around Again
- Darlin
- For No One
- Gasoline
- Halfway To Hardinsburg
- Hey Rose
- Honey Slider
- Houston Train
- Krampus
- Ludlow
- Modern Love
- My Cousin Greg
- No One
- Northeast Texas Women
- On The Road
- Palmyra
- Penitentiary
- Runaround Sue
- Say It
- The Big Oil Spill
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Road trips and rumble strips
G C G
Sweet Lorraine she's got ruby red lips
G Cadd9 G
She drives about in her Plymouth lord
C D
She recently crashed her flatbed ford
G Cadd9 G
Gil Scott-Heron and his brother the Baren
G C G
They flew down south with coke eyes glaring
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And they spoke the words freedom lord
C D
But their tongues were tied up and bleeding lord
Chorus:
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And I find myself in a gold mine
B C D G
Three feet beneath that county line
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The oil it spilled and it blackened my face
B C D G
And it tore out the heart of the human race
Young Dorothy Jean and her sewing machine
Breaking at the corners and breaking at the seams
Glitter and gold well she ain't that old
She looks 33 but she's 40 I'm told
G Cadd9 G
And I find myself in a gold mine
B C D G
Three feet beneath that county line
G Cadd9 G
The oil it spilled and it blackened my face
B C D G
And it tore out the heart of the human race
G Cadd9 G
And I find myself in a gold mine
B C D G
Three feet beneath that county line
G Cadd9 G
The oil it spilled and it blackened my face
B C D G
And it tore out the heart of the human race
G Cadd9 G
Road trips and rumble strips
G C G
Sweet Lorraine she's got ruby red lips
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Submitted by Conor Stapleton - stapletonc @ gmail.com
Road trips and rumble strips
G C G
Sweet Lorraine she's got ruby red lips
G Cadd9 G
She drives about in her Plymouth lord
C D
She recently crashed her flatbed ford
G Cadd9 G
Gil Scott-Heron and his brother the Baren
G C G
They flew down south with coke eyes glaring
G Cadd9 G
And they spoke the words freedom lord
C D
But their tongues were tied up and bleeding lord
Chorus:
G Cadd9 G
And I find myself in a gold mine
B C D G
Three feet beneath that county line
G Cadd9 G
The oil it spilled and it blackened my face
B C D G
And it tore out the heart of the human race
Young Dorothy Jean and her sewing machine
Breaking at the corners and breaking at the seams
Glitter and gold well she ain't that old
She looks 33 but she's 40 I'm told
G Cadd9 G
And I find myself in a gold mine
B C D G
Three feet beneath that county line
G Cadd9 G
The oil it spilled and it blackened my face
B C D G
And it tore out the heart of the human race
G Cadd9 G
And I find myself in a gold mine
B C D G
Three feet beneath that county line
G Cadd9 G
The oil it spilled and it blackened my face
B C D G
And it tore out the heart of the human race
G Cadd9 G
Road trips and rumble strips
G C G
Sweet Lorraine she's got ruby red lips
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Submitted by Conor Stapleton - stapletonc @ gmail.com
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