Biography:
Turnpike Troubadours is an American country music group from Oklahoma founded in 2005.
The band, whose name is derived from the bumpy Oklahoma toll-roads and their hard lived folk singing heroes, are proof that isolation can be the mother of originality. Cutting their teeth in roadside dance halls and honky-tonks has made a serious impact on the band’s musical style, which walks the line between Woody Guthrie and Waylon Jennings. “Bossier City,” the band’s debut album, is testament to the small towns in which they were raised.
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Other songs:
- Every Girl
- 1968
- 7 And 7
- 7 Oaks
- A Little Song
- A Tornado Warning
- Angola
- Austin To Ashes
- Before The Devil Knows Were Dead
- Blue Star
- Bossier City
- Call A Spade A Spade
- Come As You Are
- Diamonds And Gasoline
- Down Here
- Down On Washington
- Easton And Main
- Empty As A Drum
- Evangeline
- Fall Out Of Love
- Gin Smoke And Lies
- Gin Smoke Lies
- Gone Gone Gone
- Good Lord Lorrie
- Kansas City Southern
- Leaving Lonely
- Long Hot Summer Day
- Morgan Street
- Oklahoma Stars
- Old Time Feeling Like Before
- Pay No Rent
- Pipe Bomb Dream
- Quit While Im Ahead
- Ringing In The Year
- Shreveport
- Solid Ground
- Something To Hold On To
- Sunday Morning Paper
- The Bird Hunters
- The Funeral
- The Hard Way
- The Housefire
- The Winding Stair Mountain Blues
- Time Of Day
- Unrung
- Whole Damn Town
- Wrecked
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GIN, SMOKE, AND LIES CAPO 5
[Verse 1]
D C
Well early in the autumn when, the lovely dove was flying
D G C D
Mourning for his one true love, He can’t be blamed for crying..
G C D
he can’t be blamed for crying
D C
Well the rooster he got 20 gals, well he’s happy as a lark
D G C D
Well he woke up in the morning time, put ‘em all to bed at dark..
G C D
Put ‘em all to bed at dark
[Chorus]
D
Well if you’d been true, if you’d been true
C
You better look me in the eye
D
All I smell, is cheap perfume
D C D
And Gin, and Smoke, and Lies
[Verse 2]
D C
Well Where were you last Saturday, all dressed up so pretty
D G C D G C D
With your blue eyed ballroom boy, in Oklahoma City.. in Oklahoma City
D C
Well a spade is for digging dirt, and an axe is made for chopping
D G C D
Darling my hearts hard as nails they hammer in a hardwood coffin..
G C D
in a hardwood coffin
[Chorus]
D
Well if you’d been true, if you’d been true
C
You better look me in the eye
D
All I smell, is cheap perfume
D C D
And Gin, and Smoke, and Lies
[Verse 3]
D C
Ah way down in the bottom land, a big black crow is laughing
D G C D
No One ever go down there, wonder what has happened..
G C D
wonder what has happened
D C
Well early in the autumn when, the lovely dove was flying
D G C D
Mourning for his one true love, He can’t be blamed for crying..
G C D
he can’t be blamed for crying
[Chorus] x2
D
Well if you’d been true, if you’d been true
C
You better look me in the eye
D
All I smell, is cheap perfume
D C D
And Gin, and Smoke, and Lies
[Verse 1]
D C
Well early in the autumn when, the lovely dove was flying
D G C D
Mourning for his one true love, He can’t be blamed for crying..
G C D
he can’t be blamed for crying
D C
Well the rooster he got 20 gals, well he’s happy as a lark
D G C D
Well he woke up in the morning time, put ‘em all to bed at dark..
G C D
Put ‘em all to bed at dark
[Chorus]
D
Well if you’d been true, if you’d been true
C
You better look me in the eye
D
All I smell, is cheap perfume
D C D
And Gin, and Smoke, and Lies
[Verse 2]
D C
Well Where were you last Saturday, all dressed up so pretty
D G C D G C D
With your blue eyed ballroom boy, in Oklahoma City.. in Oklahoma City
D C
Well a spade is for digging dirt, and an axe is made for chopping
D G C D
Darling my hearts hard as nails they hammer in a hardwood coffin..
G C D
in a hardwood coffin
[Chorus]
D
Well if you’d been true, if you’d been true
C
You better look me in the eye
D
All I smell, is cheap perfume
D C D
And Gin, and Smoke, and Lies
[Verse 3]
D C
Ah way down in the bottom land, a big black crow is laughing
D G C D
No One ever go down there, wonder what has happened..
G C D
wonder what has happened
D C
Well early in the autumn when, the lovely dove was flying
D G C D
Mourning for his one true love, He can’t be blamed for crying..
G C D
he can’t be blamed for crying
[Chorus] x2
D
Well if you’d been true, if you’d been true
C
You better look me in the eye
D
All I smell, is cheap perfume
D C D
And Gin, and Smoke, and Lies
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