Biography:
Bobby Long (September 18, 1985) is a British singer-songwriter whose largely acoustic body of work has its roots in folk. Born Robert Thomas Long in Wigan, near Manchester, he moved at age 4 to Calne in Wiltshire, where he grew up, though he still holds deep roots in Wigan. He currently resides in New York, NY.
Long recorded the 10-song collection Dirty Pond Songs in his London bedroom, traffic noises and all. “Left to Lie” from Dirty Pond Songs
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This is a beautiful song written by Bobby Long and Marcus Foster. If you listen to
the song there are hammer-ons so you can just put them in where they feel right to you.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zBL623BMzB4
C/F[x30010]
G/F#[200033]
CAPO 1
G Em
Shadows on the trees,
C C/F C G
break my bones.
G Em
My heart on the breeze
C C/F C G
sinks like a stone
G Em
I've been here before
C C/F C G
not with you.
G Em
I may be a liar
C C/F C G
I'm one of the few.
Chorus:
C G
She triying to take cover on liquid high.
C D
Started to drink the water now the well is dry.
Dm G
Standing here holding up my hands to crooked skies.
G,Em,C,C/F,C,G x2
G Em
Now shout to the night.
C C/F C G
Don't complain.
G Em
You speak of your worries,
C C/F C G
Don't mention my name.
G Em
I made a deal
C C/F C G
with a preachers son.
G Em
to hand in my hours
C C/F C G
when I'm on the run
Chorus:
C G
She trying to take cover on liquid high.
C D
Started to drink the water now the well is dry.
Dm G
Standing here holding up my hands to crooked skies.
G,Em,C,C/F,C,G x2
G Em
The steel is cold
C C/F C G
against my face.
G Em
The wind is gone
C C/F C G
but not out of place.
G Em
Read me a story.
C C/F C G
One from the past.
G Em
I'm headed for glory
C C/F C G
but I know it wont last.
Chorus:
C G
She trying to take cover on liquid high.
C D
Started to drink the water now the well is dry.
Dm G
Standing here holding up my hands to crooked skies.
G,Em,C,C/F,C,G x2
G G/F# Em
standing here holding up my hands
C G
to crooked skies
G G/F# Em
standing here holding up my hands
C G
to crooked skies
G G/F# Em
standing here holding up my hands
G G/F# Em
standing here holding up my hands
G G/F# Em
standing here holding up my hands
C G
to crooked skies.
the song there are hammer-ons so you can just put them in where they feel right to you.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zBL623BMzB4
C/F[x30010]
G/F#[200033]
CAPO 1
G Em
Shadows on the trees,
C C/F C G
break my bones.
G Em
My heart on the breeze
C C/F C G
sinks like a stone
G Em
I've been here before
C C/F C G
not with you.
G Em
I may be a liar
C C/F C G
I'm one of the few.
Chorus:
C G
She triying to take cover on liquid high.
C D
Started to drink the water now the well is dry.
Dm G
Standing here holding up my hands to crooked skies.
G,Em,C,C/F,C,G x2
G Em
Now shout to the night.
C C/F C G
Don't complain.
G Em
You speak of your worries,
C C/F C G
Don't mention my name.
G Em
I made a deal
C C/F C G
with a preachers son.
G Em
to hand in my hours
C C/F C G
when I'm on the run
Chorus:
C G
She trying to take cover on liquid high.
C D
Started to drink the water now the well is dry.
Dm G
Standing here holding up my hands to crooked skies.
G,Em,C,C/F,C,G x2
G Em
The steel is cold
C C/F C G
against my face.
G Em
The wind is gone
C C/F C G
but not out of place.
G Em
Read me a story.
C C/F C G
One from the past.
G Em
I'm headed for glory
C C/F C G
but I know it wont last.
Chorus:
C G
She trying to take cover on liquid high.
C D
Started to drink the water now the well is dry.
Dm G
Standing here holding up my hands to crooked skies.
G,Em,C,C/F,C,G x2
G G/F# Em
standing here holding up my hands
C G
to crooked skies
G G/F# Em
standing here holding up my hands
C G
to crooked skies
G G/F# Em
standing here holding up my hands
G G/F# Em
standing here holding up my hands
G G/F# Em
standing here holding up my hands
C G
to crooked skies.
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