Biography:
Cowboy Junkies are a Canadian alt-country band formed by three siblings from the Timmins entertainment family (Margo Timmins, vocals; Michael Timmins, songwriter & guitars; Peter Timmins, drums) plus Alan Anton on bass. The group formed in Toronto in 1986. The band's name was simply a random choice as they approached their first ever gig, but it has come to perfectly represent their sound. (Some sources may credit Townes Van Zandt's song "Cowboy Junkies Lament" as the source of the band's name
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Other songs:
- Sweet Jane
- 200 More Miles
- A Common Disaster
- A Horse In The Country
- Angel Mine
- Cause Cheap Is How I Feel
- Close My Eyes
- Cowboy Junkies Lament
- Escape Is So Simple
- Fuck I Hate The Cold
- Good Friday
- He Will Call You Baby
- Hold On To Me
- Hollow As A Bone
- If You Were The Woman
- Im So Lonesome I Could Cry
- Lament
- Lay It Down
- Lonely Sinking Feeling
- Lost My Driving Wheel
- Misguided Angel
- Murder Tonight In The Trailer Park
- Musical Key
- My Wild Child
- No Long Journey Home
- One Soul Now
- Oregon Hill
- Pale Sun
- Renmin Park
- Ring On The Sill
- River Waltz
- Sad To See The Season Go
- Simon Keeper
- Something More Besides You
- Southern Rain
- Sun Comes Up Its Tuesday Morning
- The Last Spike
- The Slide
- Thirty Summers
- This Street That Man This Life
- Those Final Feet
- Thousand Year Prayer
- To Hunting Ground From City
- To Lay Me Down
- To Live Is To Fly
- To Love Is To Bury
- Where Are You Tonight
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[Intro]
A D A E A D A E A
A D
Caught in the vice of heaven and earth
A E
He turned his life into a cell
A D
Imprisoned by the doubts that hound us all
A E A
And the desires that we all know so well
F#m A D A
His days lost to promises, his nights he purged of dreams
A E
And he'd wake in the hours before sunrise
D E A
And dread the coming of the day
A D
Never thought a man could become so desperate
A E
Never thought a life could lose so much hope
A D
To be tearing at the roots around you
A E A
As if in manacles, or irons, or ropes
F#m A D A
They say he told his children that all he taught was lost
A E
That love and pride and honesty
D E A
Were gained at too high a cost
A D
It's been thirty summers that I've spent with him
A E
And I expect thirty more to pass
A D
He has blessed my life in so many ways
A E A
That I could never turn my back
F#m A
But I need just one more reminder
D A
Of the man that he used to be
A E
If he would just look deep into my eyes
D E A
And say it's in you my love that I will find the key.
[Outro]
D E A D D E A E A
[Intro]
A D A E A D A E A
A D
Caught in the vice of heaven and earth
A E
He turned his life into a cell
A D
Imprisoned by the doubts that hound us all
A E A
And the desires that we all know so well
F#m A D A
His days lost to promises, his nights he purged of dreams
A E
And he'd wake in the hours before sunrise
D E A
And dread the coming of the day
A D
Never thought a man could become so desperate
A E
Never thought a life could lose so much hope
A D
To be tearing at the roots around you
A E A
As if in manacles, or irons, or ropes
F#m A D A
They say he told his children that all he taught was lost
A E
That love and pride and honesty
D E A
Were gained at too high a cost
A D
It's been thirty summers that I've spent with him
A E
And I expect thirty more to pass
A D
He has blessed my life in so many ways
A E A
That I could never turn my back
F#m A
But I need just one more reminder
D A
Of the man that he used to be
A E
If he would just look deep into my eyes
D E A
And say it's in you my love that I will find the key.
[Outro]
D E A D D E A E A
Craig David
Craig Morgan
Craig Owens
Craig Robertson
Craig Wedren
Creeper
Crewkulele
Cri-cri
Criolo
Cristian Castro