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!
[Verse]
Dm A# A
Oh pass the rum on down the line it's getting pretty cold
Dm A# A
It's been nine straight days of hell and burning fires in the snow
Dm A# A
And I haven't seen my baby since that old black ship set sail
Dm A# A Dm
Still we're holding out 'till winter dies and hoping our strength prevails
Dm A# A
Dm A# A Dm
[Verse]
Dm A# A
The full moon peaks around the clouds as the grey wolves cry
Dm A# A
The hour's getting late and we've drunk every bottle dry
Dm A# A
Just one more march from dusk 'till dawn 'till we finally arrive
Dm A# A Dm
At the gates of those who long ago burned our houses and took our lives
[Chorus]
And we'll sing
Dm A# A
"We are the Dead South who came across the sea
Dm A# A Dm
To take back our lives and leave this land of misery
Dm A# A Dm
Our will is our weapon our hearts forever bound
Dm A# A Dm
Come on now tilt your bottle back and let's go grab another round
[Verse]
Dm A# A
The wind is at our back the ground is shaking at our feet
Dm A# A
Marching for the gates we pray the lord my soul to keep
Dm A# A
For if we ever get ourselves out from this mess alive
Dm A# A Dm
I'll be singing this song for years to say I'm happy we survived
[Chorus]
And we'll sing
Dm A# A
"We are the Dead South who came across the sea
Dm A# A Dm
To take back our lives and leave this land of misery
Dm A# A Dm
Our will is our weapon our hearts forever bound
Dm A# A Dm
Come on now tilt your bottle back and let's go grab another round
Dm A# A Dm
tilt your bottle back and let's go grab another round
[Chorus]
Dm A# A
"We are the Dead South who came across the sea
Dm A# A Dm
To take back our lives and leave this land of misery
Dm A# A Dm
Our will is our weapon our hearts forever bound
Dm A# A Dm
Come on now tilt your bottle back and let's go grab another round
[Chorus]
Dm A# A
"We are the Dead South who came across the sea
Dm A# A Dm
To take back our lives and leave this land of misery
Dm A# A Dm
Our will is our weapon our hearts forever bound
Dm A# A Dm
Come on now tilt your bottle back and let's go grab another round
Dm A# A Dm
tilt your bottle back and let's go grab another round
Dm A# A Dm
tilt your bottle back and let's go grab another round
Dm A# A
Oh pass the rum on down the line it's getting pretty cold
Dm A# A
It's been nine straight days of hell and burning fires in the snow
Dm A# A
And I haven't seen my baby since that old black ship set sail
Dm A# A Dm
Still we're holding out 'till winter dies and hoping our strength prevails
Dm A# A
Dm A# A Dm
[Verse]
Dm A# A
The full moon peaks around the clouds as the grey wolves cry
Dm A# A
The hour's getting late and we've drunk every bottle dry
Dm A# A
Just one more march from dusk 'till dawn 'till we finally arrive
Dm A# A Dm
At the gates of those who long ago burned our houses and took our lives
[Chorus]
And we'll sing
Dm A# A
"We are the Dead South who came across the sea
Dm A# A Dm
To take back our lives and leave this land of misery
Dm A# A Dm
Our will is our weapon our hearts forever bound
Dm A# A Dm
Come on now tilt your bottle back and let's go grab another round
[Verse]
Dm A# A
The wind is at our back the ground is shaking at our feet
Dm A# A
Marching for the gates we pray the lord my soul to keep
Dm A# A
For if we ever get ourselves out from this mess alive
Dm A# A Dm
I'll be singing this song for years to say I'm happy we survived
[Chorus]
And we'll sing
Dm A# A
"We are the Dead South who came across the sea
Dm A# A Dm
To take back our lives and leave this land of misery
Dm A# A Dm
Our will is our weapon our hearts forever bound
Dm A# A Dm
Come on now tilt your bottle back and let's go grab another round
Dm A# A Dm
tilt your bottle back and let's go grab another round
[Chorus]
Dm A# A
"We are the Dead South who came across the sea
Dm A# A Dm
To take back our lives and leave this land of misery
Dm A# A Dm
Our will is our weapon our hearts forever bound
Dm A# A Dm
Come on now tilt your bottle back and let's go grab another round
[Chorus]
Dm A# A
"We are the Dead South who came across the sea
Dm A# A Dm
To take back our lives and leave this land of misery
Dm A# A Dm
Our will is our weapon our hearts forever bound
Dm A# A Dm
Come on now tilt your bottle back and let's go grab another round
Dm A# A Dm
tilt your bottle back and let's go grab another round
Dm A# A Dm
tilt your bottle back and let's go grab another round
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