Biography:
Puerto Muerto was supposed to be a bar. You know, the kind of place the lowest forms of humanity could meet, drink and occasionally engage in revelry. Tim and Christa decided it was much easier to start a band than open up a tavern. So instead of serving clients liquor and beer, they decided to intoxicate those same folks with the songs that they had envisioned them singing there. Tim Kelley (vocals/ guitar) brings a hefty dose of The Clash, Stiff Little Fingers
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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!
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The Hangman's song / Puerto Muerto
Am E Am
Armageddon time is coming soon.
Am E Am
The fires will turn us all into dust.
G G
And we will be judged one last time.
Am E Am
You, your son, and me.
The days will turn black you soon will see
Soon we'll all be swinging from that tree
Pray your neck breaks when the rope is tossed
Pray your mother isn't there to see
Dm Am E Am
oooooh oooohhh woa is me...
Dm Am E Am
The state has put a date on me.
We will all be standing in a row
Fires of death chewing at our shoes
And we'll all be wearing navy blue
All out earthly goods we'll also lose
oooooh oooohhh woa is me...
The state has put a date on me.
Armageddon time is coming soon.
The fires will turn us all into dust.
And we will be judged one last time.
You, your son, and me.
oooooh oooohhh woa is me...
The state has put a date on me.
oooooh oooohhh woa is me...
The state has put a date on me.
The Hangman's song / Puerto Muerto
Am E Am
Armageddon time is coming soon.
Am E Am
The fires will turn us all into dust.
G G
And we will be judged one last time.
Am E Am
You, your son, and me.
The days will turn black you soon will see
Soon we'll all be swinging from that tree
Pray your neck breaks when the rope is tossed
Pray your mother isn't there to see
Dm Am E Am
oooooh oooohhh woa is me...
Dm Am E Am
The state has put a date on me.
We will all be standing in a row
Fires of death chewing at our shoes
And we'll all be wearing navy blue
All out earthly goods we'll also lose
oooooh oooohhh woa is me...
The state has put a date on me.
Armageddon time is coming soon.
The fires will turn us all into dust.
And we will be judged one last time.
You, your son, and me.
oooooh oooohhh woa is me...
The state has put a date on me.
oooooh oooohhh woa is me...
The state has put a date on me.
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