Biography:
Based out of Nashville, Tennessee The Floating Men are an eclectic mix of southern rock and soul. Like nothing you've heard before. Great lyrics and a great sound!
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Other songs:
- A Married Man
- A Rose For Emily
- A Tall Stand Of Pines
- All Young Ladies
- Another Maybe Someday
- Butter In The Sun
- Dark And Cool
- East Of The Sunrise
- Fade To Gray
- Gathering Souvenirs
- Hey Maria
- Mere Mortal Men
- Over The Wateree
- Pink Champagne
- Sign Of Surrender
- So Much Fire
- The Fire Escape
- World Of Shadows
- Wringing The Wheel
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!
Artist: The Floating Men
Copyright: Written by Jeff Holmes & arranged by TFM
Key: E
Time: 4/4
[Chords]
Asus2 x02200 A x07650
G#m x664xx F#m x442xx
Bsus x24400 C#m7 x46600
[Intro]
E Asus2 E Asus2 E Asus2 E Asus2
[Verse 1]
E Asus2
I swore I could hear the call
E Asus2
Clear to the end of the mall
A G#m F#m E Bsus
She blew like a wrecking ball right thru the promenade
E Asus2
She turned twenty - one that fall
E Asus2
She brought her own alcohol
A G#m F#m E Bsus
She shook off all the confetti and danced on a Chevrolet
[CHORUS]
Asus2 Bsus C#m7 Bsus Asus2
Do all young ladies lie?
Asus2 Bsus C#m7 Asus2
Our ghosts R damned to walk these hallways nite on nite
E Bsus C#m7 Asus2
Do all young ladies lie?
E Bsus C#m7 Bsus
Do all young ladies lie?
[Verse 2]
E Asus2
A friend of a friend of mine
E Asus2
An indian summer night
A G#m F#m E
A thin little wind whistled in on the fenders
Bsus
of minivans from out of state
E Asus2
Blame it on berry vines
E Asus2
In the shade of a stand of pines
A G#m F#m E
Blame it all on the wine skin she hid
Bsus
in her boot at the gate
[CHORUS]
Asus2 Bsus C#m7 Bsus Asus2
Do all young ladies lie?
Asus2 Bsus C#m7 Asus2
Our ghosts R damned to walk these hallways nite on nite
E Bsus C#m7 Asus2
Do all young ladies lie?
E Bsus C#m7 Bsus
Do all young ladies lie?
[Interlude]
E Asus2 Bsus Asus2 E Asus2 Bsus Asus2 Bsus
[Verse 3]
E Asus2
It was cider and cinnamon tea
E Asus2
And grass on a golden knee
A G#m F#m E
It was flannel & clean hair drying out there
Bsus
in the autumn sun
E Asus2
I swore I could taste the heat
E Asus2
Of a thousand eternities
A G#m F#m E Bsus
Mingled with watery beer on her swirling tongue
[Final_Chorus]
Asus2 Bsus C#m7 Bsus Asus2
Do all young lovers lie?
Asus2 Bsus C#m7 Asus2
Our ghosts R damned to walk these hallways nite on nite
Asus2 Bsus C#m7 Asus2
Do all young lovers lie?
E Bsus C#m7 Asus2
Do all young lovers lie?
E Bsus C#m7 Asus2
Do all young lovers lie?
E Bsus C#m7 Asus2
Do all young lovers lie?
[Outro]
E Asus2 E Asus2 E Asus2 E Asus2
A G#m F#m E Bsus
Copyright: Written by Jeff Holmes & arranged by TFM
Key: E
Time: 4/4
[Chords]
Asus2 x02200 A x07650
G#m x664xx F#m x442xx
Bsus x24400 C#m7 x46600
[Intro]
E Asus2 E Asus2 E Asus2 E Asus2
[Verse 1]
E Asus2
I swore I could hear the call
E Asus2
Clear to the end of the mall
A G#m F#m E Bsus
She blew like a wrecking ball right thru the promenade
E Asus2
She turned twenty - one that fall
E Asus2
She brought her own alcohol
A G#m F#m E Bsus
She shook off all the confetti and danced on a Chevrolet
[CHORUS]
Asus2 Bsus C#m7 Bsus Asus2
Do all young ladies lie?
Asus2 Bsus C#m7 Asus2
Our ghosts R damned to walk these hallways nite on nite
E Bsus C#m7 Asus2
Do all young ladies lie?
E Bsus C#m7 Bsus
Do all young ladies lie?
[Verse 2]
E Asus2
A friend of a friend of mine
E Asus2
An indian summer night
A G#m F#m E
A thin little wind whistled in on the fenders
Bsus
of minivans from out of state
E Asus2
Blame it on berry vines
E Asus2
In the shade of a stand of pines
A G#m F#m E
Blame it all on the wine skin she hid
Bsus
in her boot at the gate
[CHORUS]
Asus2 Bsus C#m7 Bsus Asus2
Do all young ladies lie?
Asus2 Bsus C#m7 Asus2
Our ghosts R damned to walk these hallways nite on nite
E Bsus C#m7 Asus2
Do all young ladies lie?
E Bsus C#m7 Bsus
Do all young ladies lie?
[Interlude]
E Asus2 Bsus Asus2 E Asus2 Bsus Asus2 Bsus
[Verse 3]
E Asus2
It was cider and cinnamon tea
E Asus2
And grass on a golden knee
A G#m F#m E
It was flannel & clean hair drying out there
Bsus
in the autumn sun
E Asus2
I swore I could taste the heat
E Asus2
Of a thousand eternities
A G#m F#m E Bsus
Mingled with watery beer on her swirling tongue
[Final_Chorus]
Asus2 Bsus C#m7 Bsus Asus2
Do all young lovers lie?
Asus2 Bsus C#m7 Asus2
Our ghosts R damned to walk these hallways nite on nite
Asus2 Bsus C#m7 Asus2
Do all young lovers lie?
E Bsus C#m7 Asus2
Do all young lovers lie?
E Bsus C#m7 Asus2
Do all young lovers lie?
E Bsus C#m7 Asus2
Do all young lovers lie?
[Outro]
E Asus2 E Asus2 E Asus2 E Asus2
A G#m F#m E Bsus
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