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]
F#m D A D H
C# F#m
[Chorus]
D A
Well I pray, every day
E F#m
That the good Lord keep me safe
D A E
And I try to hide all this fear built in my spine
D A
Give a man a day
E F#m
So I can see your pretty face
D C# F#m
Until I arrive in your arms
D A
Well I don't know what you doin'
E F#m
Fightin' in this silly war
D A
You're not a yankee, love
H
Nor a grey-back confederate
E
Tryin' to keep these slaves abhorred
D
You were just a simple man
A
Tryin' to do these things the best you can
D
Now it's time to come on home
H
Got a baby in the oven
C#
That I need to see before she gets old
[Chorus]
D A
Well I pray, every day
E F#m
That the good Lord keep me safe
D A E
And I try to hide all this fear built in my spine
D A
Give a man a day
E F#m
So I can see your pretty face
D C# F#m
Until I arrive in your arms
A
Well I don't know what you doin'
F#m
Fightin' in this silly war
A F#m
I'm not a yankee or a grey-back anymore
A
I've killed so many men
C#
Just to kill so many more
F#m H
Just wanna see my baby before I die
C#
In this shitstorm
D A E F#m
D A E
D A E F#m
D A E
[Outro]
D A
Well I pray, every day
E F#m
That the good Lord keep me safe
D A E
And I try to hide all this fear built in my spine
D A
Give a man a day
E F#m
So I can see your pretty face
D C# F#m
Until I arrive in your arms
D A
Well I pray, every day
E F#m
That the good Lord keep me safe
D A E
And I try to hide all this fear built in my spine
D A
Give a man a day
E F#m
So I can see your pretty face
D C# F#m
Until I arrive in your arms
D C# F#m
Until I arrive in your arms
D C# F#m
Until I Die in your arms
F#m D A D H
C# F#m
[Chorus]
D A
Well I pray, every day
E F#m
That the good Lord keep me safe
D A E
And I try to hide all this fear built in my spine
D A
Give a man a day
E F#m
So I can see your pretty face
D C# F#m
Until I arrive in your arms
D A
Well I don't know what you doin'
E F#m
Fightin' in this silly war
D A
You're not a yankee, love
H
Nor a grey-back confederate
E
Tryin' to keep these slaves abhorred
D
You were just a simple man
A
Tryin' to do these things the best you can
D
Now it's time to come on home
H
Got a baby in the oven
C#
That I need to see before she gets old
[Chorus]
D A
Well I pray, every day
E F#m
That the good Lord keep me safe
D A E
And I try to hide all this fear built in my spine
D A
Give a man a day
E F#m
So I can see your pretty face
D C# F#m
Until I arrive in your arms
A
Well I don't know what you doin'
F#m
Fightin' in this silly war
A F#m
I'm not a yankee or a grey-back anymore
A
I've killed so many men
C#
Just to kill so many more
F#m H
Just wanna see my baby before I die
C#
In this shitstorm
D A E F#m
D A E
D A E F#m
D A E
[Outro]
D A
Well I pray, every day
E F#m
That the good Lord keep me safe
D A E
And I try to hide all this fear built in my spine
D A
Give a man a day
E F#m
So I can see your pretty face
D C# F#m
Until I arrive in your arms
D A
Well I pray, every day
E F#m
That the good Lord keep me safe
D A E
And I try to hide all this fear built in my spine
D A
Give a man a day
E F#m
So I can see your pretty face
D C# F#m
Until I arrive in your arms
D C# F#m
Until I arrive in your arms
D C# F#m
Until I Die in your arms
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