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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To play along with the album recording,
tune your guitar down one fret
[Intro]
A
[Verse 1]
A
She walked in, her hands in her coat pockets
D A
She brought her best bad habit she's looking for to kill
A
If not herself then maybe tonight's boyfriend
D A
maybe some sad random looking for his fill
E D A
And though I know I'm just some perk
E D F#m
She lets me hang around and watch her work
D A
'Cause she knows what I like to do.
D A
And she knows what I like to see
D A
And she knows how to bring about
D E A
a shattered heart that don't belong to me
[Verse 2]
A
This one's a rager and all the cute girls hate her
D A
And all the boys run terrified from her powder-white toes
A
Who's she, they ask me, as she stumbles past me
D A
It's one of twenty different names depending where she goes
E D A
But I still don't know which one's real
E D F#m
She lets me hang around and watch her deal
D A
Cause she knows where a man gets weak
D A
She leans in with that low-cut dress
D A
She knows what I like to see
D E A
her victims walking out the bar a mess
[Verse 3]
A
Now it's search and destroy for the player of the playboy
D A
For the walking apocalypse and the heels she staggers on
A
She courts the shadows, she swings about the gallows
D A
Rope-to-rope she gets her thrill and lays awake at dawn
E D A
But who can live that way this long
E D F#m
I've seen plenty good girls go wrong
D A
But I've never seen someone like you
D A
Burning holes in a four-post bed
D A
Passed out with your knees all bruised
D E A
Your sleeping hand holding a cigarette
[Outro]
E D A
And your head never hurt so bad
E D F#m
Thinking 'bout the fun you had
D A
What on earth did we do last night?
D A
Why's there blood on the shower wall?
D A
Who's that sleeping on the hardwood floor?
D A
And what's the number written on my palm?
D A
Yeah my keys are somewhere in my pants
D A
But I ain't trying to get back home
D A
Then she wakes up and she quietly laughs
D E A
There's a party tonight if you wanna go
D E A
There's a party tonight if you wanna go
tune your guitar down one fret
[Intro]
A
[Verse 1]
A
She walked in, her hands in her coat pockets
D A
She brought her best bad habit she's looking for to kill
A
If not herself then maybe tonight's boyfriend
D A
maybe some sad random looking for his fill
E D A
And though I know I'm just some perk
E D F#m
She lets me hang around and watch her work
D A
'Cause she knows what I like to do.
D A
And she knows what I like to see
D A
And she knows how to bring about
D E A
a shattered heart that don't belong to me
[Verse 2]
A
This one's a rager and all the cute girls hate her
D A
And all the boys run terrified from her powder-white toes
A
Who's she, they ask me, as she stumbles past me
D A
It's one of twenty different names depending where she goes
E D A
But I still don't know which one's real
E D F#m
She lets me hang around and watch her deal
D A
Cause she knows where a man gets weak
D A
She leans in with that low-cut dress
D A
She knows what I like to see
D E A
her victims walking out the bar a mess
[Verse 3]
A
Now it's search and destroy for the player of the playboy
D A
For the walking apocalypse and the heels she staggers on
A
She courts the shadows, she swings about the gallows
D A
Rope-to-rope she gets her thrill and lays awake at dawn
E D A
But who can live that way this long
E D F#m
I've seen plenty good girls go wrong
D A
But I've never seen someone like you
D A
Burning holes in a four-post bed
D A
Passed out with your knees all bruised
D E A
Your sleeping hand holding a cigarette
[Outro]
E D A
And your head never hurt so bad
E D F#m
Thinking 'bout the fun you had
D A
What on earth did we do last night?
D A
Why's there blood on the shower wall?
D A
Who's that sleeping on the hardwood floor?
D A
And what's the number written on my palm?
D A
Yeah my keys are somewhere in my pants
D A
But I ain't trying to get back home
D A
Then she wakes up and she quietly laughs
D E A
There's a party tonight if you wanna go
D E A
There's a party tonight if you wanna go
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