Biography:
The Weeks are an indie rock band originally from Jackson, Mississippi.
The band was formed by Cain Barnes, Chaz Lindsay, Cyle Barnes, Damien Bone, and Samuel Williams in March of 2006 when they were between 14 and 16 years old. The band signed to the Esperanza Plantation label, with the debut album, Comeback Cadillac, released in July 2008. The album blended southern rock and alternative.
A second album, Rumspringa, followed in 2009. After some lineup changes that left them with a four piece of the Barnes twins
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Oh, these mountains make me crazy
F#m
My legs can’t seem to stand
Bm G
And I’ll be leaving in the morning with or without you she said
D
If I’m breaking what I’m building
F#m
I’ve ripped out every single stone
Bm G
And you can break my soul or bones girl but you can’t destroy my home
Em
No you can't destroy my home
D
If these street lights they all flicker
F#m
Just like candles in the street
Bm G
I will give my soul to strangers and let the bastards sell it cheap
D
I've seen girls out on the street lord
F#m
Men drunk on the boulevard
Bm G
The kings all know my face lord and the jokers pulled my card
Em
Oh, the jokers pulled my card
Bm D
They say that that doesn’t kill you makes you stronger
Bm F#m
I should be pretty strong or so it seems
G Em
Cause I almost died a thousand times
D Bm
Oh, death it follows me
A
I guess that’s what separates us gods from kings
D
We will plant our dead in boxes
F#m
And pray to god that something grows
Bm
Leave the widow on her knees
G
Boys dressed in black with empty hopes
D
The children’s screams are crazy
F#m
Their eyes are blacked out from the smoke
Bm G
I can spare my bread and water, but I cannot spare my coat
Em
No I cannot spare my coat
D
Don’t damn my imagination
F#m
Cause my dreams are all I have
Bm
In the day its damp and dirty
G
But when I sleep it’s not that bad
D
Dirty hands they cling to boxcars
F#m
Tender tears stain frozen cheeks
Bm G
We're all searching for salvation but we won’t find it in these streets
Em
We won’t find it in these streets
Bm D
They say that that doesn’t kill you makes you stronger
Bm F#m
I should be pretty strong or so it seems
G Em
Cause I almost died a thousand times
D Bm
Oh, death it follows me
A
I guess that’s what separates us gods from kings
D
Everybody lives for something
F#m
Well I guess I must live to think
D
You can have my thoughts at half the cost
Em
'Cause I think they’re killing me
D
Well the tree lines weave through fields
F#m
Giant serpents of the south
D Em
I’ve seen the sun set on the ocean I’ve seen the daylight drown itself
D
Poets drink their whiskey
F#m
They point out problems in our lives
Bm
Well you will will never read his notebooks
G
He wont be famous till he dies
D
Well without our hearts were nothing
F#m
And without our spines were weak
Bm G
Well you can pump my blood or hold me up but that still won't make me free
Em
No that still won’t make me free
D Em G D
it and use it as a template to make a better one. But this is one of my favorite songs, so I
thought I'd post it. I have no idea what's going on during the solos, so have fun with that.
Please leave comments/corrections at the bottom! Thanks!
D
Oh, these mountains make me crazy
F#m
My legs can’t seem to stand
Bm G
And I’ll be leaving in the morning with or without you she said
D
If I’m breaking what I’m building
F#m
I’ve ripped out every single stone
Bm G
And you can break my soul or bones girl but you can’t destroy my home
Em
No you can't destroy my home
D
If these street lights they all flicker
F#m
Just like candles in the street
Bm G
I will give my soul to strangers and let the bastards sell it cheap
D
I've seen girls out on the street lord
F#m
Men drunk on the boulevard
Bm G
The kings all know my face lord and the jokers pulled my card
Em
Oh, the jokers pulled my card
Bm D
They say that that doesn’t kill you makes you stronger
Bm F#m
I should be pretty strong or so it seems
G Em
Cause I almost died a thousand times
D Bm
Oh, death it follows me
A
I guess that’s what separates us gods from kings
D
We will plant our dead in boxes
F#m
And pray to god that something grows
Bm
Leave the widow on her knees
G
Boys dressed in black with empty hopes
D
The children’s screams are crazy
F#m
Their eyes are blacked out from the smoke
Bm G
I can spare my bread and water, but I cannot spare my coat
Em
No I cannot spare my coat
D
Don’t damn my imagination
F#m
Cause my dreams are all I have
Bm
In the day its damp and dirty
G
But when I sleep it’s not that bad
D
Dirty hands they cling to boxcars
F#m
Tender tears stain frozen cheeks
Bm G
We're all searching for salvation but we won’t find it in these streets
Em
We won’t find it in these streets
Bm D
They say that that doesn’t kill you makes you stronger
Bm F#m
I should be pretty strong or so it seems
G Em
Cause I almost died a thousand times
D Bm
Oh, death it follows me
A
I guess that’s what separates us gods from kings
D
Everybody lives for something
F#m
Well I guess I must live to think
D
You can have my thoughts at half the cost
Em
'Cause I think they’re killing me
D
Well the tree lines weave through fields
F#m
Giant serpents of the south
D Em
I’ve seen the sun set on the ocean I’ve seen the daylight drown itself
D
Poets drink their whiskey
F#m
They point out problems in our lives
Bm
Well you will will never read his notebooks
G
He wont be famous till he dies
D
Well without our hearts were nothing
F#m
And without our spines were weak
Bm G
Well you can pump my blood or hold me up but that still won't make me free
Em
No that still won’t make me free
D Em G D
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