Biography:
Otis Gibbs is a man in search of an honest experience. Some people refer to him as a folk artist, but that is a simplistic way to describe a man who has planted over 7,000 trees, slept in hobo jungles, walked with nomadic shepherds in the Carpathian Mountains, been strip-searched by dirty cops in Detroit, and has an FBI file. Otis has played everywhere from labor rallies in Wisconsin, to anti-war protests in Texas, Austria and the Czech Republic, Feed & Seed Stores in the Midwestern U.
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Four years of hard work!This month of May we celebrated four years on the air. We continue working on the dissemination of this wonderful instrument, thank you for participating in our story!
[Intro]
E B A
[Verse]
E
There's a cold wind blowing though the southern cave mines
Somewhere in parks city and its closing time
C#m E
To another dead end week in a vacant life
E
People talking bout Joe and what went down,
how you cant find justice in a Utah town
C#m E
So you tip your hat to a stranger and walk on by
[Chorus]
A E
Waiting on a chance to shine
A E
Waiting on a chance to shine
B
In the sidewalks, factories and fields you'll find
C#m B A
A dust filled dream laying flat on the ground
E B A
Waiting on a chance to shine
E B A
Waiting on a chance to shine
[Verse]
E
The world is full of lonely fools
Staring at eachother from across the rooms
C#m E
Wishing they could get up their nerves to speak their minds
E
But its hard for a man to stand his ground
Locked up in state prison and beaten down
C#m E
Watching shadows creeping cross the walls through sleepless nights
[Chorus]
A E
Waiting on a chance to shine
A E
Waiting on a chance to shine
B
Justice is a woman in a rocking chair
C#m B A
Combing the tangles from her long black hair
E B A
Waiting on a chance to shine
E B A
Waiting on a chance to shine
[Verse]
E
There's an empty feeling in sugar house park
And the memory looks in long after dark
C#m E
As the people try to tell the story of a crooked trial
E
How the workers can stop a speeding train
Tying their ships in the ocean with mighty chains
C#m E
Every wheels in gods creation, every mill and mine
[Chorus]
A E
Waiting on a chance to shine
A E
Waiting on a chance to shine
B
Everytime I dream about better times,
C#m B A
I can feel Joe's ashes stiring deep inside
E B A
Waiting on a chance to shine
E B A
Waiting on a chance to shine
[Outro]
E
There's a cold wind blowing though the southern cave mines
Somewhere in parks city and its closing time
C#m E
To another dead end week in a vacant life
E B A
[Verse]
E
There's a cold wind blowing though the southern cave mines
Somewhere in parks city and its closing time
C#m E
To another dead end week in a vacant life
E
People talking bout Joe and what went down,
how you cant find justice in a Utah town
C#m E
So you tip your hat to a stranger and walk on by
[Chorus]
A E
Waiting on a chance to shine
A E
Waiting on a chance to shine
B
In the sidewalks, factories and fields you'll find
C#m B A
A dust filled dream laying flat on the ground
E B A
Waiting on a chance to shine
E B A
Waiting on a chance to shine
[Verse]
E
The world is full of lonely fools
Staring at eachother from across the rooms
C#m E
Wishing they could get up their nerves to speak their minds
E
But its hard for a man to stand his ground
Locked up in state prison and beaten down
C#m E
Watching shadows creeping cross the walls through sleepless nights
[Chorus]
A E
Waiting on a chance to shine
A E
Waiting on a chance to shine
B
Justice is a woman in a rocking chair
C#m B A
Combing the tangles from her long black hair
E B A
Waiting on a chance to shine
E B A
Waiting on a chance to shine
[Verse]
E
There's an empty feeling in sugar house park
And the memory looks in long after dark
C#m E
As the people try to tell the story of a crooked trial
E
How the workers can stop a speeding train
Tying their ships in the ocean with mighty chains
C#m E
Every wheels in gods creation, every mill and mine
[Chorus]
A E
Waiting on a chance to shine
A E
Waiting on a chance to shine
B
Everytime I dream about better times,
C#m B A
I can feel Joe's ashes stiring deep inside
E B A
Waiting on a chance to shine
E B A
Waiting on a chance to shine
[Outro]
E
There's a cold wind blowing though the southern cave mines
Somewhere in parks city and its closing time
C#m E
To another dead end week in a vacant life
Otomo Yoshihide
Otra Nota
Otro Mambo
Ott Lepland
Ottawan