Biography:
Joshua James is an American singer-songwriter currently based out of American Fork, Utah and Lincoln, Nebraska.
On his second album, Build Me This, the follow-up to his critically acclaimed The Sun is Always Brighter, produced by industry veteran Shannon Edgar, James expands his musical palette to foreboding doom-laden hard rock. Progressing from folkish harmonies, to country twang, world beats and southern home rock while further exploring themes of spiritual searching and heartbreaking loss.
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Other songs:
- Fm Radio
- Abbie Martin
- Annabelle
- Benediction
- Beware
- Black July
- Broken Tongue
- Cheyenne Wyoming
- Coal War
- Colbys Song
- Cowboys And Indians
- Coyote Caller
- Crash This Train
- Crooked Arrow
- Daniel
- Dear Darcy
- Doctor Oh Doctor
- Esperanza Live
- Feel The Same
- Geese
- Ghost In The Town
- Lawn Full Of Marigolds
- Lord Devil And Him
- Lovers Without Love
- Magazine
- Meet Me In The Middle
- My Confessionary Hymn
- Mystic
- New Love Song
- Old Best Friend
- One Nation Under God
- Queen Of The City
- Ribbon Bows
- Sister
- Soul The Sea
- Surrender
- Tell My Pa
- Today
- Weeds
- Willamette Mountain
- Wilted Daisies
- Winter Storm
- Wolves
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Capo 1
[Verse]
E
I ain't cutting my hair till the good lord comes.
E
I ain't cutting my hair till the good lord comes,
A
arrive upon the mountain just to see what we have done,
E B7 E
I ain't cutting my hair, cutting till the good lord comes.
I ain't open my eyes till we all walk free.
I ain't open my eyes till we all walk free,
till the color of our skin it don't mean a damn thing.
I ain't open my eyes, open till we all walk free.
I ain't pickin' up a paper till the wild wind blows.
I ain't pickin up a paper till the wild wind blows,
till we should say what we should say, till we know what we should know.
I ain't pickin up a paper, pickin till the wild wind blows.
[Chorus]
E A
Cuz it's a coal, it's a coal war.
Cuz it's a coal, it's a coal war.
[Verse]
I ain't cutting my hair till the good lord comes,
arrive upon the mountain just to see what we have done,
I ain't cutting my hair, cutting till the good lord comes.
I ain't cutting my hair till the good lord comes,
arrive upon the mountain just to see what we have done,
I ain't cutting my hair, cutting till the good lord comes.
[Interlude]
G A E
If we don't walk free with hand in heart, it's time.
If we cannot see all we destroy, we're blind.
It's not the hand that cuts, it's the heart we left behind
It's not the hand that cuts, it's the hatred deep inside.
Five dollars and a head to keep, with dull black scissors and some kerosene;
you burnt the house, but you came to bid him well.
What a thing to tell, "Store poison in the well."
Just to say, just to say, just to say, just to say...
[Verse]
I ain't cutting my hair till the good lord comes.
I ain't cutting my hair till the good lord comes,
arrive upon the mountain just to see what we have done,
I ain't cutting my hair, cutting till the good lord comes.
Til the good lord comes.
[Verse]
E
I ain't cutting my hair till the good lord comes.
E
I ain't cutting my hair till the good lord comes,
A
arrive upon the mountain just to see what we have done,
E B7 E
I ain't cutting my hair, cutting till the good lord comes.
I ain't open my eyes till we all walk free.
I ain't open my eyes till we all walk free,
till the color of our skin it don't mean a damn thing.
I ain't open my eyes, open till we all walk free.
I ain't pickin' up a paper till the wild wind blows.
I ain't pickin up a paper till the wild wind blows,
till we should say what we should say, till we know what we should know.
I ain't pickin up a paper, pickin till the wild wind blows.
[Chorus]
E A
Cuz it's a coal, it's a coal war.
Cuz it's a coal, it's a coal war.
[Verse]
I ain't cutting my hair till the good lord comes,
arrive upon the mountain just to see what we have done,
I ain't cutting my hair, cutting till the good lord comes.
I ain't cutting my hair till the good lord comes,
arrive upon the mountain just to see what we have done,
I ain't cutting my hair, cutting till the good lord comes.
[Interlude]
G A E
If we don't walk free with hand in heart, it's time.
If we cannot see all we destroy, we're blind.
It's not the hand that cuts, it's the heart we left behind
It's not the hand that cuts, it's the hatred deep inside.
Five dollars and a head to keep, with dull black scissors and some kerosene;
you burnt the house, but you came to bid him well.
What a thing to tell, "Store poison in the well."
Just to say, just to say, just to say, just to say...
[Verse]
I ain't cutting my hair till the good lord comes.
I ain't cutting my hair till the good lord comes,
arrive upon the mountain just to see what we have done,
I ain't cutting my hair, cutting till the good lord comes.
Til the good lord comes.
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