Biography:
Rocky Votolato is an American musician. He was born in rural Texas in 1978, though was raised in the Pacific Northwest. When his former band Lying on Loot disbanded in 1996, Rocky Votolato, along with friends Rudy Gajadhar (drums) and Andrew Hartley (bass), started playing under the name Waxwing. Rocky's younger brother Cody (The Blood Brothers) soon joined the band on second guitar, and the band recorded their debut 7" for Henry's Finest Recordings.
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Other songs:
- End Like This
- Mix Tapes Cellmate
- The Break-up Song (let's Just Be Friends)
- White Daisy Passing Am C Please Slow It Down Am There'
- A Discourse On Killing
- Above The Water
- Alabaster
- Automatic Rifle
- Boxcutter
- Crabtree And Evelyn
- Death Right
- Death
- Dont Walk Out On Me
- Eyes Like Static
- Fragments
- Goldfield
- Hospital Handshakes
- Ill Catch You
- Instrument
- Light And The Sound
- Like Silver
- Lilly White
- Lily White
- Little Spring
- Lucky Clover Coin
- Makers
- Mix Tapes Cellmates
- Montana
- Nights Disguise
- October
- One More Work Song Blues
- Portland Is Leaving
- Postcard From Kentucky
- Red River
- Safety Is A Coffin
- Sawdust And Shavings
- Secrets Of A Salesman
- She Was Only In It For The Rain
- Silver Trees
- Sparklers
- Suicide Medicine
- Sun Devil
- Sunlight
- Television Of Saints
- Tennessee Train Tracks
- The Finish Line
- The Old Holland
- The Wrong Side Of Reno
- Tinfoil Hats
- Treasure Chest
- Uppers Arent Necessary
- Where We Left Off
- White Daisy Passing
- White
- Without Eyes Still Seeing
- Writing Fiction
- Your Darkest Eyes
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[Verse 1]
B C#m B E B
I was sick with that old Margaret, for four years, near about
D#m G#m D#m G#m
young, dumb and dumbstruck when Margie, she blew my candle out
B E G#m D#m G#m
I’ve got to have me a partner if I’m to sell it all
B C#m E B
save the mirror I look best in, in the back of that dirty hall
[Verse 2]
B C#m B E B
Stare through the beers and year and the bags and bruises fade
D#m G#m D#m G#m
those grim lines turn sharp and fine, like laws the pilgrim laid
B E G#m D#m G#m
beaming through all the brag and cuss, promising the fall
B C#m E B
at the mirror I look best in, in the back of that dirty hall
[Verse 3]
B C#m B E B
Soak up their mislaid luck and the floor is a pond of piss
D#m G#m D#m G#m
the brown glass throws a face back, wondering how it came to this
B E G#m D#m G#m
something about being there at last makes a man stand tall
B C#m E B
that’s the mirror I look best in, in the back of that dirty hall
[Verse 4]
B C#m B E B
I can’t take up another drink and fight them now no more
D#m G#m D#m G#m
they’re all moving, you’re one of them, through that Old Holland door
B E G#m D#m G#m
I’m wishing for a pardon through hoarse and hungry calls
B C#m E B
towards the mirror I look best in, in the back of this dirty hall
B C#m B E B
I was sick with that old Margaret, for four years, near about
D#m G#m D#m G#m
young, dumb and dumbstruck when Margie, she blew my candle out
B E G#m D#m G#m
I’ve got to have me a partner if I’m to sell it all
B C#m E B
save the mirror I look best in, in the back of that dirty hall
[Verse 2]
B C#m B E B
Stare through the beers and year and the bags and bruises fade
D#m G#m D#m G#m
those grim lines turn sharp and fine, like laws the pilgrim laid
B E G#m D#m G#m
beaming through all the brag and cuss, promising the fall
B C#m E B
at the mirror I look best in, in the back of that dirty hall
[Verse 3]
B C#m B E B
Soak up their mislaid luck and the floor is a pond of piss
D#m G#m D#m G#m
the brown glass throws a face back, wondering how it came to this
B E G#m D#m G#m
something about being there at last makes a man stand tall
B C#m E B
that’s the mirror I look best in, in the back of that dirty hall
[Verse 4]
B C#m B E B
I can’t take up another drink and fight them now no more
D#m G#m D#m G#m
they’re all moving, you’re one of them, through that Old Holland door
B E G#m D#m G#m
I’m wishing for a pardon through hoarse and hungry calls
B C#m E B
towards the mirror I look best in, in the back of this dirty hall
Rodji
Rodney Atkins
Rodney Carringto (...)
Rodrick Porter
Rodrigo