Biography:
Sarah Jarosz (born 23 May 1991 in Austin, Texas) is an American alt-country musician and singer-songwriter from Texas. Her first CD, Song Up in Her Head, was released in 2009, with her tune "Mansinneedof" nominated for a Grammy Award in the category of Best Country Instrumental Performance. Her second album, Follow Me Down, was released in 2011. Her third album, Build Me Up from Bones, was released on September 24, 2013 through Sugar Hill Records.
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Other songs:
- Annabelle Lee
- Back Of My Mind
- Build Me Up From Bones
- Cant Hide
- Come On Up To The House
- Comin Undone
- Gone Too Soon
- Green Lights
- Gypsy
- House Of Mercy
- Left Home
- Little Song
- Long Journey
- Lost Dog
- Mile On The Moon
- Ring Them Bells
- Run Away
- Shankill Butchers
- Some Tyrant
- Take Another Turn
- Take Me Back
- Tell Me True
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(a swing-style strum works well with this song)
[INTRO]
Am C Am
[Verse 1]
F
The shankill butchers ride tonight
E
You better shut your windows tight
Am F
They're sharpening their cleavers and their knives
E
And taking all their whiskey by the pint
[Chorus]
Am
'Cause everybody knows
F Am
If you don't mind your mother's words
Am F
A wicked wind will blow
G Am
Your ribbons from your curls
F
Everybody moan, everybody shake
E N.C.
The shankill butchers wanna catch you
Am
Awake
[Verse 2]
Am F
They used to be just like me and you
E
They used to be sweet little boys
Am F
But something went horribly askew
E
Now killing is their only source of joy
[Chorus]
Am
'Cause everybody knows
F Am
If you don't mind your mother's words
Am F
A wicked wind will blow
G Am
Your ribbons from your curls
F
Everybody moan, everybody shake
E N.C.
The shankill butchers wanna catch you
Am
Awake
[Verse 3]
F
The shankill butchers on the rise
E
They're waiting till the dead of night
Am F
They're picking at their fingers with their knives
E
And wiping off their cleavers on their thighs
[Chorus]
Am
'Cause everybody knows...
F Am
If you don't mind your mother's words
Am F
A wicked wind will blow
G Am
Your ribbons from your curls
F
Everybody moan, everybody shake
[Outro]
E
The shankill butchers wanna catch you
E
The shankill butchers wanna cut you
E
The shankill butchers wanna catch you
Am
Awake
Am
Awake
Am
Awake
Am
Awake
[INTRO]
Am C Am
[Verse 1]
F
The shankill butchers ride tonight
E
You better shut your windows tight
Am F
They're sharpening their cleavers and their knives
E
And taking all their whiskey by the pint
[Chorus]
Am
'Cause everybody knows
F Am
If you don't mind your mother's words
Am F
A wicked wind will blow
G Am
Your ribbons from your curls
F
Everybody moan, everybody shake
E N.C.
The shankill butchers wanna catch you
Am
Awake
[Verse 2]
Am F
They used to be just like me and you
E
They used to be sweet little boys
Am F
But something went horribly askew
E
Now killing is their only source of joy
[Chorus]
Am
'Cause everybody knows
F Am
If you don't mind your mother's words
Am F
A wicked wind will blow
G Am
Your ribbons from your curls
F
Everybody moan, everybody shake
E N.C.
The shankill butchers wanna catch you
Am
Awake
[Verse 3]
F
The shankill butchers on the rise
E
They're waiting till the dead of night
Am F
They're picking at their fingers with their knives
E
And wiping off their cleavers on their thighs
[Chorus]
Am
'Cause everybody knows...
F Am
If you don't mind your mother's words
Am F
A wicked wind will blow
G Am
Your ribbons from your curls
F
Everybody moan, everybody shake
[Outro]
E
The shankill butchers wanna catch you
E
The shankill butchers wanna cut you
E
The shankill butchers wanna catch you
Am
Awake
Am
Awake
Am
Awake
Am
Awake
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Sarah Lombardi
Sarah MacDougall
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