Biography:
Barnaby Bright are Nathan and Rebecca Bliss from Brooklyn, New York.
When Nathan and Rebecca Bliss began work on their first full-length album, Wake the Hero, they hoped it would be the kind of record that would reach its listeners in a direct and honest way...that it would speak to the heart, not the head. The music of Barnaby Bright is meant for pondering, meant for stillness...meant for listening.
Their story is an unlikely one, and has been compared
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Em D A Em
Chorus:
Em
Ain't no fun for the Reverend's Son
D
To carry that family name
D
For the woman that he wants to marry
A Em
Is bringing his family shame
Em
Papa likes to preach about throwing no stones
D
But throwing them every which way
D
She hang a sign in the window
A Em
And everybody knows her name
Em D A Em
Em A Em A Em
Oooh, oooh
C Bm G
In the back of a second-hand store
C D Bm
Wearing a dress that some other bride wore
G Em Bm
She holds a list of the things to be done
G Em Bm
When into the room burst the Reverend's Son
D A
Em
Darlin' I fear that my feet grow too weary
Bm B
From walkin' this line
Em A D B
All of my life I've been doing what's right
A
No more toeing this family line
Chorus:
Em
Ain't no fun for the Reverend's Son
D
To carry that family name
D
For the woman that he wants to marry
A Em
Is bringing his family shame
Em
Papa likes to preach about throwing no stones
D
But throwing them every which way
D
She hang a sign in the window
A Em
And everybody knows her name
Em D A Em
Em A Em A Em
Oooh, oooh
C Bm G
In a room at their favorite motel
C D Bm
Bags are all packed as she waits by herself
G Em Bm
Counting the hours, she prays he will come
G Em Bm
Doubting the words of the Reverend's Son
D A
Em
Darlin' I fear that my feet are too weary
Bm B
From walkin' this line
Em A D B
All of my life I've been doing what's right
A
And I must keep on toeing this line
Chorus:
Em
Ain't no fun for the Reverend's Son
D
To carry that family name
D
For the woman that he wants to marry
A Em
Is bringing his family shame
Em
Papa likes to preach about throwing no stones
D
But throwing them every which way
D
She hang a sign in the window
A Em
And everybody knows her name
Em D A Em
Em D A Em
(Muted)
Ain't no fun for the Reverend's Son
To carry that family name
For the woman that he wants to marry
Is bringing his family shame
Em
Papa likes to preach about throwing no stones
D
But throwing them every which way
D
She hang a sign in the window
A Em
And everybody knows her name
Em D
D
She hang a sign in the window
A Em
And everybody knows her name
Em D
D
She hang a sign in the window
A Em
And everybody knows her name
Chorus:
Em
Ain't no fun for the Reverend's Son
D
To carry that family name
D
For the woman that he wants to marry
A Em
Is bringing his family shame
Em
Papa likes to preach about throwing no stones
D
But throwing them every which way
D
She hang a sign in the window
A Em
And everybody knows her name
Em D A Em
Em A Em A Em
Oooh, oooh
C Bm G
In the back of a second-hand store
C D Bm
Wearing a dress that some other bride wore
G Em Bm
She holds a list of the things to be done
G Em Bm
When into the room burst the Reverend's Son
D A
Em
Darlin' I fear that my feet grow too weary
Bm B
From walkin' this line
Em A D B
All of my life I've been doing what's right
A
No more toeing this family line
Chorus:
Em
Ain't no fun for the Reverend's Son
D
To carry that family name
D
For the woman that he wants to marry
A Em
Is bringing his family shame
Em
Papa likes to preach about throwing no stones
D
But throwing them every which way
D
She hang a sign in the window
A Em
And everybody knows her name
Em D A Em
Em A Em A Em
Oooh, oooh
C Bm G
In a room at their favorite motel
C D Bm
Bags are all packed as she waits by herself
G Em Bm
Counting the hours, she prays he will come
G Em Bm
Doubting the words of the Reverend's Son
D A
Em
Darlin' I fear that my feet are too weary
Bm B
From walkin' this line
Em A D B
All of my life I've been doing what's right
A
And I must keep on toeing this line
Chorus:
Em
Ain't no fun for the Reverend's Son
D
To carry that family name
D
For the woman that he wants to marry
A Em
Is bringing his family shame
Em
Papa likes to preach about throwing no stones
D
But throwing them every which way
D
She hang a sign in the window
A Em
And everybody knows her name
Em D A Em
Em D A Em
(Muted)
Ain't no fun for the Reverend's Son
To carry that family name
For the woman that he wants to marry
Is bringing his family shame
Em
Papa likes to preach about throwing no stones
D
But throwing them every which way
D
She hang a sign in the window
A Em
And everybody knows her name
Em D
D
She hang a sign in the window
A Em
And everybody knows her name
Em D
D
She hang a sign in the window
A Em
And everybody knows her name
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