Biography:
Laura Gibson is an American folk singer and songwriter. She was raised in Coquille, Oregon, and is now based in the Portland area.
With themes related to the pacific northwest, Gibson writes songs on a nylon-stringed guitar. In November 2004, she self-released an EP, Amends, produced and engineered by Drew Grow, on a laptop, in a house in Newberg, Oregon. Following this initial release, Laura released her debut full-length in November, 2006 titled If You Come to Greet Me on Hush Records.
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[Intro]
Oooh damn sure about it
C G Am F
C G Am F F
[Verse]
C G
We covered our bodies in the mud and moss
Am F
Drunk on the rhythm of a cricket's song
C G Am F
We were damn sure about it
C G
And love was a shape in the slippery light
Am F
A flame on a moth at moonless night
C G Am F
We were damn sure about it
C G Am F
C G
Caught in the arm of a blue-eyed storm
Am F
Rain on cloth on muscle on bone
C G Am F
We were damn sure about it
C G
And love was a half-blurred poem you wrote
Am F
The creak in the moan of the hardwood floor
C G Am F
Damn sure about it
[Chorus]
C G Am F
We were damn sure about it
C G Am F
We were damn sure about it
C G Am F
We were damn, damn sure about it
C G Am F
We were damn sure about it
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After third time repeat F
[Verse]
C G
Well, I changed my name the day I left
Am F
I cut my hair, I hemmed my dress
C G Am F
I was damn sure about it
C G
You were playing piano in an empty room
Am F
Ringless finger, a calloused thumb
C G Am F
Damn sure about it
[Chorus]
C G Am F
We were damn sure about it
C G Am F
We were damn sure about it
C G Am F
We were damn, damn sure about it
C G Am F
We were damn sure about it
C G Am F [2x]
After second time repeat F
[Verse]
C G
Now I'm lost in the belly of a cold museum
Am F
Staring at the beaks on the bird-faced men
C G Am F
C G
Now you're sitting in the kitchen with someone else
Am F
Stacking up peels of your clementines
C G Am F
[Chorus]
C G Am F
Damn sure about it
C G Am F
We were damn sure about it
C G Am F
We were damn, damn sure about it
C G Am F
We were damn sure about it
[Outro]
C G Am F
C G Am F
Damn sure about it
C G Am F
C G Am F
Damn sure about it
End on F
Oooh damn sure about it
C G Am F
C G Am F F
[Verse]
C G
We covered our bodies in the mud and moss
Am F
Drunk on the rhythm of a cricket's song
C G Am F
We were damn sure about it
C G
And love was a shape in the slippery light
Am F
A flame on a moth at moonless night
C G Am F
We were damn sure about it
C G Am F
C G
Caught in the arm of a blue-eyed storm
Am F
Rain on cloth on muscle on bone
C G Am F
We were damn sure about it
C G
And love was a half-blurred poem you wrote
Am F
The creak in the moan of the hardwood floor
C G Am F
Damn sure about it
[Chorus]
C G Am F
We were damn sure about it
C G Am F
We were damn sure about it
C G Am F
We were damn, damn sure about it
C G Am F
We were damn sure about it
C G Am F [3x]
After third time repeat F
[Verse]
C G
Well, I changed my name the day I left
Am F
I cut my hair, I hemmed my dress
C G Am F
I was damn sure about it
C G
You were playing piano in an empty room
Am F
Ringless finger, a calloused thumb
C G Am F
Damn sure about it
[Chorus]
C G Am F
We were damn sure about it
C G Am F
We were damn sure about it
C G Am F
We were damn, damn sure about it
C G Am F
We were damn sure about it
C G Am F [2x]
After second time repeat F
[Verse]
C G
Now I'm lost in the belly of a cold museum
Am F
Staring at the beaks on the bird-faced men
C G Am F
C G
Now you're sitting in the kitchen with someone else
Am F
Stacking up peels of your clementines
C G Am F
[Chorus]
C G Am F
Damn sure about it
C G Am F
We were damn sure about it
C G Am F
We were damn, damn sure about it
C G Am F
We were damn sure about it
[Outro]
C G Am F
C G Am F
Damn sure about it
C G Am F
C G Am F
Damn sure about it
End on F
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