Biography:
John Craigie is an American singer-songwriter. He has been hailed as a "Modern-Day Troubadour" in the style of Woody Guthrie and Ramblin' Jack Elliott.
Over the years, Craigie has taken his unique musical style across the western United States. He stays true to the essence of folk music, and the traditions of the seminal writers of our past century. With timeless melodies and insightful lyrics—interspersed with witty storytelling—his songs take many poetic turns before bringing you back home.
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[Verse]
E A E
I was born on Halloween, in Roma, Italy
E B7
Just another white boy staring at the stars
E A E
And when I turned 39 me and the boys we hit the sky
A B E E7
And headed where they’d never been before
[Chorus]
A E
One small step for man, Jesus, Goddamn
E B7
22 hours hanging in the air
E A E
Sometimes you take the fame, sometimes you sit backstage
A B E
But if it weren’t for me them boys would still be there
[Verse]
E A E
When it came time to land, them boys they shook my hand
E B7
They said, “we’ll call you up when we need a ride”
E A E
They went down to the ground, and I floated around
A B E E7
With all them stars still twinkling in my eyes
[Chorus]
A E
One small step for man, Jesus, Goddamn
E B7
22 hours hanging in the air
E A E
Sometimes you take the fame, sometimes you sit backstage
A B E
But if it weren’t for me them boys would still be there
[Verse]
E A E
Now the history books will write about that fateful night
E B7
Them two fellas dancing on the moon
E A E
But they won’t say nothing bout me, waiting patiently
A B E E7
To bring them boys safely back home to you
[Chorus]
A E
One small step for man, Jesus, Goddamn
E B7
22 hours hanging in the air
E A E
Sometimes you take the fame, sometimes you sit backstage
A B E
But if it weren’t for me them boys would still be there
E A E
I was born on Halloween, in Roma, Italy
E B7
Just another white boy staring at the stars
E A E
And when I turned 39 me and the boys we hit the sky
A B E E7
And headed where they’d never been before
[Chorus]
A E
One small step for man, Jesus, Goddamn
E B7
22 hours hanging in the air
E A E
Sometimes you take the fame, sometimes you sit backstage
A B E
But if it weren’t for me them boys would still be there
[Verse]
E A E
When it came time to land, them boys they shook my hand
E B7
They said, “we’ll call you up when we need a ride”
E A E
They went down to the ground, and I floated around
A B E E7
With all them stars still twinkling in my eyes
[Chorus]
A E
One small step for man, Jesus, Goddamn
E B7
22 hours hanging in the air
E A E
Sometimes you take the fame, sometimes you sit backstage
A B E
But if it weren’t for me them boys would still be there
[Verse]
E A E
Now the history books will write about that fateful night
E B7
Them two fellas dancing on the moon
E A E
But they won’t say nothing bout me, waiting patiently
A B E E7
To bring them boys safely back home to you
[Chorus]
A E
One small step for man, Jesus, Goddamn
E B7
22 hours hanging in the air
E A E
Sometimes you take the fame, sometimes you sit backstage
A B E
But if it weren’t for me them boys would still be there
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