Biography:
WHISKEYDICK is Fritz and Rev. Johnson, a two piece acoustic rebel-neck country machine from Fort Worth, Texas. We sing about drinking, smoking, raising hell, getting kicked out of bars and thrown in jail. Harder Beat says "Fritz plays rhythm guitar but his specialty is seducing your eardrums with his booming-from-the-belly low vocals. During solos, Rev. Johnson, lead guitar, does things with an acoustic that most can't do with an electric." Producer Eric Knutson describes our songs as redneck, porch sittin', rebel guitar pickin' music.
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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!
[Verse]
D G D
Jumped on a train never go back. Where I'm a going is up to the tracks. Never look back.
Em A
Four lonely strangers on this empty cart. It's no way to live but times are hard. So hard.
[Verse]
D G D
They jumped out in Jacksonville, don't know if they'll make it but I wish the well. I wish them well.
A D Em
I travel around from town to town. Didn't have no money and I slept on the cold hard ground,
D
and I keep moving on.
[Chorus]
C G D C G D C G D C C(stop) G G(stop) D(let ring)
Cause it's a long way home. It's a lng way home. It's a long way home. Well It's a long way home.
[Verse]
D G D
An empty bottle, plate with no food, torn up clothes and holes in my boots. Damned ol' boots.
A D G
It's a messed up world when your all alone. It's all I could do just to keep moving on.
D
Gotta keep moving on.
[Chorus]
C G D C G D C G D C C(stop) G G(stop) D D(stop)
Cause it's a long way home. It's a lng way home. It's a long way home. Well It's a long way home.
[Bridge]
D G D
Jumped on a train never go back. Where I'm a going is up to the tracks. Damned ol' tracks.
D G D
Jumped on a train never go back. Where I'm a going is up to the tracks. Never look back.
Em A
Four lonely strangers on this empty cart. It's no way to live but times are hard. So hard.
[Verse]
D G D
They jumped out in Jacksonville, don't know if they'll make it but I wish the well. I wish them well.
A D Em
I travel around from town to town. Didn't have no money and I slept on the cold hard ground,
D
and I keep moving on.
[Chorus]
C G D C G D C G D C C(stop) G G(stop) D(let ring)
Cause it's a long way home. It's a lng way home. It's a long way home. Well It's a long way home.
[Verse]
D G D
An empty bottle, plate with no food, torn up clothes and holes in my boots. Damned ol' boots.
A D G
It's a messed up world when your all alone. It's all I could do just to keep moving on.
D
Gotta keep moving on.
[Chorus]
C G D C G D C G D C C(stop) G G(stop) D D(stop)
Cause it's a long way home. It's a lng way home. It's a long way home. Well It's a long way home.
[Bridge]
D G D
Jumped on a train never go back. Where I'm a going is up to the tracks. Damned ol' tracks.
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