Biography:
The Dead South is a four-piece acoustic ensemble based in Regina, Saskatchewan. With Nate Hilts' gritty vocals and aggressive guitar strumming, Scott Pringle's soaring harmonies and mandolin chops, Colton Crawford's blazing banjo licks and steady kick drum, and Danny Kenyon's prominent cello melodies, The Dead South blends elements of folk, bluegrass, classical, and rock which results in a unique, modern, and authentic blend of boot-stompin' acoustic music.
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Other songs:
- In Hell I'll Be In Good Company
- Achilles
- Banjo Odyssey
- Deep When The Rivers High
- Every Man Needs A Chew
- Gunslingers Glory
- Hard Day
- Honey You
- In Hell Ill Be In Good Company
- Into The Valley
- Long Gone
- Massacre Of El Kuroke
- That Bastard Son
- The Dead South
- The Good Lord
- The Recap
- Time For Crawlin
- Travellin Man
- Wishing Well
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!
[Intro]
Em B
[Chorus]
Em
Well I sat down on the pooper
B
Thinkin' through and through
Em
Sippin' on some whiskey, yeah with
B
A real fat chew
Em
Well them winds they are a blowing
B Em
Wild, while I take this poo
B Em
And every man needs a chew
[Interlude]
Em B
[Verse]
Em
Driving down them prairie lands
B
Flat as can be
Em
Why did my pappy leave me solo
B Em
Well that don't matter no more
B
Cause every man needs a chew
[Interlude]
Em B
[Chorus]
Em
Well I sat down on the pooper
B
Thinkin' through and through
Em
Sippin' on some whiskey, yeah with
B
A real fat chew
Em
Well them winds they are a blowing
B Em
Wild, while I take this poo
Em
Well I sat down on the pooper
B
Thinkin' through and through
Em
Sippin' on some whiskey, yeah with
B
A real fat chew
Em
Well them winds they are a blowing
B Em
Wild, while I take this poo
Em B
[Chorus]
Em
Well I sat down on the pooper
B
Thinkin' through and through
Em
Sippin' on some whiskey, yeah with
B
A real fat chew
Em
Well them winds they are a blowing
B Em
Wild, while I take this poo
B Em
And every man needs a chew
[Interlude]
Em B
[Verse]
Em
Driving down them prairie lands
B
Flat as can be
Em
Why did my pappy leave me solo
B Em
Well that don't matter no more
B
Cause every man needs a chew
[Interlude]
Em B
[Chorus]
Em
Well I sat down on the pooper
B
Thinkin' through and through
Em
Sippin' on some whiskey, yeah with
B
A real fat chew
Em
Well them winds they are a blowing
B Em
Wild, while I take this poo
Em
Well I sat down on the pooper
B
Thinkin' through and through
Em
Sippin' on some whiskey, yeah with
B
A real fat chew
Em
Well them winds they are a blowing
B Em
Wild, while I take this poo
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