Biography:
Meet The Stanfields, a maelstrom of rock and roll, bluegrass, celtic and blues. Hailing from the gritty post-industrial towns of Nova Scotia, The Stanfields play every show like it's their collective last night on earth. Their kitchen party harmonies, thunderous rhythm section, high octane stage show and genuine chemistry have won over audiences clear across their tiny corner of the world.
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Other songs:
- A Free Country
- Afraid Of The World
- Antics
- Blacktop Blues
- Blow Winds Blow
- Carolina Reaper
- Crocodile Tears
- Dagger Woods
- Death And Taxes
- Desperation
- Dont Make Me Walk Away
- Dunvegans Drums
- Federal Hall
- Fight Song
- Footsteps In Sand
- For King And Country
- Fox In The Heather
- Ghost Of The Eastern Seaboard
- Hard Miles
- How Long Is The Road
- Invisible Hands
- Jack Of All Trades
- Jimmy No More
- Lady Argyle
- Lantern In The Window
- Let It Run
- Light
- Limboland
- Mainline
- Mariners Grave
- Modem Operandi
- Moneychangers
- Mrs Mcgrath
- Run On The Banks
- Ship To Shore
- Son Of A Landless Man
- Streets Of Gold
- Sunday Warships
- The Battle Of Nowhere
- The Bloody Dotted Line
- The Boston States
- The Dirtiest Drunk In The History Of Liquor
- The Marystown Expedition
- The Road To Guysborough
- Theres A Light
- Total Black
- Up The Mountain
- Vanguard Of The Young And Reckless
- Vermilion River
- Whistle And A Grin
- White Juan
- Will The Circuit Be Unbroken
- Your Flag Wont Save You Anymore
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]
G C
G C
C G
Bm Em
G C
G C
C G
Am G
[Verse 1]
G C
I was headed back home on the Merland Road
G C
With my head in the clouds one night
G
Taking each step with the beat of my heart
Bm Em
Guided by the pale moonlight
G C
I was whistling along with the loons on the lake
G C
And thinking ‘bout making my plan
G
Next thing you know, I’m suckin’ on the knuckles
Am G
Of a swindling highwayman
[Chorus]
C G
Well I’ll take my rifle, take my pistol
C G
I’ll take what I can
Bm Em C G D G
No, I’ll never walk the road to Guysborough alone again
[Instrumental]
G C
G C
C G
Bm Em
G C
G C
C G
Am G
[Verse 2]
G C
He had a Colt 45 a-swingin’ on his hip
G C
And a blackjack in his hand
G
He had a bucktooth grin, a great big chin
Bm Em
A limp and a silk armband
G C
He said, “Fella don’t you know there’s trouble in the woods
G C
and the trouble in the woods is I?
G
Gimmie your gold, gimmie your liquor.
Am G
I’ll think about letting you by.”
[Chorus]
C G
Well I’ll take my rifle, take my pistol
C G
I’ll take what I can
Bm Em C G D G
No, I’ll never walk the road to Guysborough alone again
[Solo]
Em D C
G C
C G
Bm Em
G C
G C
C G
Am G
[Verse 3]
G C
Well I hit him with the left and the right, alright
G C
With fists like cannonballs
G
He turned on a dime and he ran with a shriek
Bm Em
That echoed off the Intervale walls
G C
I ain’t proud of what I did, but I did what I did
G C
‘cause I couldn’t miss my chance
G
to take Hopey for a spin on the sawdust floor
Am G
at Favaro’s wedding dance
[Chorus]
C G
Well I’ll take my rifle, take my pistol
C G
I’ll take what I can
Bm Em C G D G
No, I’ll never walk the road to Guysborough alone again
[Solo]
G C
G C
C G
Bm Em
G C
G C
C G
Am G
[Chorus]
C G
Well I’ll take my rifle, take my pistol
C G
I’ll take what I can
Bm Em C G D G
No, I’ll never walk the road to Guysborough alone again
C G
Well I’ll take my rifle, take my pistol
C G
I’ll take what I can
Bm Em C G D G
No, I’ll never walk the road to Guysborough alone again
Bm Em C G D G
No, I’ll never walk the road to Guysborough alone again
Bm Em C G D G D G
No, I’ll never walk the road to Guysborough alone again
G C
G C
C G
Bm Em
G C
G C
C G
Am G
[Verse 1]
G C
I was headed back home on the Merland Road
G C
With my head in the clouds one night
G
Taking each step with the beat of my heart
Bm Em
Guided by the pale moonlight
G C
I was whistling along with the loons on the lake
G C
And thinking ‘bout making my plan
G
Next thing you know, I’m suckin’ on the knuckles
Am G
Of a swindling highwayman
[Chorus]
C G
Well I’ll take my rifle, take my pistol
C G
I’ll take what I can
Bm Em C G D G
No, I’ll never walk the road to Guysborough alone again
[Instrumental]
G C
G C
C G
Bm Em
G C
G C
C G
Am G
[Verse 2]
G C
He had a Colt 45 a-swingin’ on his hip
G C
And a blackjack in his hand
G
He had a bucktooth grin, a great big chin
Bm Em
A limp and a silk armband
G C
He said, “Fella don’t you know there’s trouble in the woods
G C
and the trouble in the woods is I?
G
Gimmie your gold, gimmie your liquor.
Am G
I’ll think about letting you by.”
[Chorus]
C G
Well I’ll take my rifle, take my pistol
C G
I’ll take what I can
Bm Em C G D G
No, I’ll never walk the road to Guysborough alone again
[Solo]
Em D C
G C
C G
Bm Em
G C
G C
C G
Am G
[Verse 3]
G C
Well I hit him with the left and the right, alright
G C
With fists like cannonballs
G
He turned on a dime and he ran with a shriek
Bm Em
That echoed off the Intervale walls
G C
I ain’t proud of what I did, but I did what I did
G C
‘cause I couldn’t miss my chance
G
to take Hopey for a spin on the sawdust floor
Am G
at Favaro’s wedding dance
[Chorus]
C G
Well I’ll take my rifle, take my pistol
C G
I’ll take what I can
Bm Em C G D G
No, I’ll never walk the road to Guysborough alone again
[Solo]
G C
G C
C G
Bm Em
G C
G C
C G
Am G
[Chorus]
C G
Well I’ll take my rifle, take my pistol
C G
I’ll take what I can
Bm Em C G D G
No, I’ll never walk the road to Guysborough alone again
C G
Well I’ll take my rifle, take my pistol
C G
I’ll take what I can
Bm Em C G D G
No, I’ll never walk the road to Guysborough alone again
Bm Em C G D G
No, I’ll never walk the road to Guysborough alone again
Bm Em C G D G D G
No, I’ll never walk the road to Guysborough alone again
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