Biografía:
Fred Eaglesmith (born as Frederick Elgersma on July 9, 1957 in Caistor Centre, Ontario, Canada) is a Canadian alternative country singer-songwriter. Some of his albums have been credited to Fred J. Eaglesmith. Eaglesmith was one of nine children of an immigrant family from the Dutch province Friesland and raised in rural Southern Ontario. As a teenager, he hopped a freight train out to Western Canada, and began writing songs and performing. He is known for writing songs about machines or vehicles
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Otras canciones:
- 105
- 18 Wheels
- 49 Tons
- Alcohol And Pills
- Bench Seat Baby
- Betty Oshawa
- Big Ass Garage Sale
- Careless
- Carmelita
- Caroline
- Cemetery Road
- Cigarette Machine
- Crashin And Burnin
- Cumberland County
- Dangerous
- Down The Line
- Drinking To Much
- Drinking Too Much
- Freight Train
- Hes A Good Dog
- Hows Ernie
- I Aint Ever Givin In
- I Like Trains
- I Shot Your Dog
- Indian Motorcycles
- Indiana Road
- Jericho
- Kansas
- Katie
- Last 6 Dollars
- Little Buffalo Rock
- Mighty Big Car
- Ninety
- Pretty Good Guy
- Rebecca Street
- Seven Shells
- Small Motors
- Small Town
- Spookin The Horses
- Stars
- Steel Guitar
- Summerlea
- Sunflowers
- The Rocket
- Thirty Years Of Farming
- Time To Get A Gun
- Toggle Switch
- Trucker Speed
- White Ash And Black Ash
- White Rose
- White Trash
- Your Sister Cried
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18 Wheels - Fred Eaglesmith
Tabbed by BorrowedSolution ([email protected])
Enjoy, this is pretty much the whole song, listen to it to get the strumming/
picking/whatever you want to do.
C/G 33201x
[Intro]
G C/G G
[Verse 1]
C/G G
Driving rain
C/G G
40 miles out of Michigan
C/G G
Spiderweb headlights
D
Shut me down
C/G G
I knocked on the door
C/G G
I rang the bell
C/G G
The sign said vacancy
D
There was no-one around
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CHORUS
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Am C
18 wheels up against the wall
G D
56 tons of grain alcohol
Am C
Danger pay, I'm trying to be strong
G
But my will is gone
D
My will is gone
G C/G
My will is gone
G C/G
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END CHORUS
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[Verse 2]
C/G G
Lightning flashing
C/G G
Standing in a phone booth
C/G G
I called her number
D
I got a machine
I heard her voice - Continue G - C/G progression
I heard the tone
I tried to speak
Couldn't say anything
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Chorus
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[Verse 3]
Blinding snow
Sioux City Iowa
It dawned on me
She was gone to stay
I jammed the brakes
I swung it around
Now I'm headed back
But it's way too late
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Chorus
-------------------------
[Outro] - same as chorus, rinse and repeat
Tabbed by BorrowedSolution ([email protected])
Enjoy, this is pretty much the whole song, listen to it to get the strumming/
picking/whatever you want to do.
C/G 33201x
[Intro]
G C/G G
[Verse 1]
C/G G
Driving rain
C/G G
40 miles out of Michigan
C/G G
Spiderweb headlights
D
Shut me down
C/G G
I knocked on the door
C/G G
I rang the bell
C/G G
The sign said vacancy
D
There was no-one around
--------------------------
CHORUS
--------------------------
Am C
18 wheels up against the wall
G D
56 tons of grain alcohol
Am C
Danger pay, I'm trying to be strong
G
But my will is gone
D
My will is gone
G C/G
My will is gone
G C/G
-----------------------
END CHORUS
-----------------------
[Verse 2]
C/G G
Lightning flashing
C/G G
Standing in a phone booth
C/G G
I called her number
D
I got a machine
I heard her voice - Continue G - C/G progression
I heard the tone
I tried to speak
Couldn't say anything
------------------------------
Chorus
------------------------------
[Verse 3]
Blinding snow
Sioux City Iowa
It dawned on me
She was gone to stay
I jammed the brakes
I swung it around
Now I'm headed back
But it's way too late
-------------------------
Chorus
-------------------------
[Outro] - same as chorus, rinse and repeat
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