Biography:
Kyle Craft is a singer-songwriter who grew up in a tiny Louisiana town on the banks of the Mississippi, where he spent most of his time catching alligators and rattlesnakes instead of playing football or picking up the guitar. A self-described transient, Kyle Craft finally settled down in Portland, Oregon in 2015 after a three-year courtship with the Rose City. Touring through town led to frequent visits, couch surfing, and now full-time residency; and by all accounts, he's fully embraced his new home.
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Other songs:
- Balmorhea
- Before The Wall
- Belmont One Trick Pony
- Berlin
- Black Mary
- Bridge City Rose
- Chelsea Hotel
- Dolls Of Highland
- Exile Rag
- Eye Of A Hurricane
- Fake Magic Angel
- Fever Dream Girl
- Full Circle Nightmare
- Future Midcity Massacre
- Gloom Girl
- Gold Calf Moan
- Heartbreak Junky
- Jane Beat The Reaper
- Lady Of The Ark
- Pentecost
- Slick Delta Queen
- The Rager
- Three Candles
- Trinidad Beach Before I Ride
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[Intro]
A E
[Verse 1]
E A
Well stranger things are happening here
E
I see the ghosts now in broad daylight
Eb D
And while the midnight boys continue their songs
A E
The reaper rolls his eyes
[Verse 2]
E A
Without a shadow of a doubt,
E
He says this party is a pale view
Eb D
Of what time slowly did to them
A A7
and what I'm gonna do to you.
[Chorus]
D E
But Jane beat that reaper with a broomstick hard
A D
Ran that bag of bones across the whole front yard
A D A
And she screams, no one takes a party from me
D A
no one takes a party from me
D E F#m B
no one takes a party from Jane
D E A E
no one takes a party from Jane
[Verse 3]
E A
She wore medallions on a string
E
She said they warded off the boredom
Eb D
Of life alone and the constant sting
E
Of what she was before him.
[Verse 4]
E A
But stranger things have happened here
E
She disappeared with every daybreak
Eb D
Her clockwork crisis never seemed so clear
A A7
Her strung-out strife never seemed so fake
[Chorus]
D E
But Jane dropped those trinkets in the ole Grand Isle,
A D
And they sank with all her misery, her vacant smile.
A D A
Still she pleads, who can take this hurt out of me
D A
who can take this hurt out of me
D E F#m B
But nothing takes the urge out of Jane
D E A A7
Oh nothing takes the hurt out of Jane
[Bridge]
C#m D
And her fate, she knows, is to wait so close
F E D
at the gates of Hell until the day he calls
F E
so she spends her time pacing Purgatory
D
that's all, yeah that is all
[Chorus]
D E
Well she traded all her riches in for dime store rags
A D
Her mama tried her best to fill those shopping bags
A D A
Still she screams, please don't waste your money on me
D A
please don't waste your money on me
D E F#m B
'Cause nobody could buy love from Jane
D E F#m B
She'll party in her rags all the same
D E D A
Well no one takes the party from Jane
A E
[Verse 1]
E A
Well stranger things are happening here
E
I see the ghosts now in broad daylight
Eb D
And while the midnight boys continue their songs
A E
The reaper rolls his eyes
[Verse 2]
E A
Without a shadow of a doubt,
E
He says this party is a pale view
Eb D
Of what time slowly did to them
A A7
and what I'm gonna do to you.
[Chorus]
D E
But Jane beat that reaper with a broomstick hard
A D
Ran that bag of bones across the whole front yard
A D A
And she screams, no one takes a party from me
D A
no one takes a party from me
D E F#m B
no one takes a party from Jane
D E A E
no one takes a party from Jane
[Verse 3]
E A
She wore medallions on a string
E
She said they warded off the boredom
Eb D
Of life alone and the constant sting
E
Of what she was before him.
[Verse 4]
E A
But stranger things have happened here
E
She disappeared with every daybreak
Eb D
Her clockwork crisis never seemed so clear
A A7
Her strung-out strife never seemed so fake
[Chorus]
D E
But Jane dropped those trinkets in the ole Grand Isle,
A D
And they sank with all her misery, her vacant smile.
A D A
Still she pleads, who can take this hurt out of me
D A
who can take this hurt out of me
D E F#m B
But nothing takes the urge out of Jane
D E A A7
Oh nothing takes the hurt out of Jane
[Bridge]
C#m D
And her fate, she knows, is to wait so close
F E D
at the gates of Hell until the day he calls
F E
so she spends her time pacing Purgatory
D
that's all, yeah that is all
[Chorus]
D E
Well she traded all her riches in for dime store rags
A D
Her mama tried her best to fill those shopping bags
A D A
Still she screams, please don't waste your money on me
D A
please don't waste your money on me
D E F#m B
'Cause nobody could buy love from Jane
D E F#m B
She'll party in her rags all the same
D E D A
Well no one takes the party from Jane
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