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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White Rose
By Fred Eaglesmith
capo 4th fret
[INTRO]
C Am Em F (x2)
C
Well the whole town came out to watch
Am
the day they paved the parking lot
Em
Somebody hung a ribbon up
F F
and then they cut it down
C
And that big white rose upon that sign
Am
put innocence in all our lives
Em
We could see its neon lights
F F
half a mile out
C
Gas was fifty cents a gallon
Am
They put it in for you
Em
And they'd pump your tires and check your oil
F F
and wash your windows too
C
And we'd shine those cars bright as bright
Am
And we'd go park underneath that light
Em
Stare out at the prarie sky
F F
There was nothing else to do
[CHORUS]
Am
But now there's plywood for glass
Em
where the windows all got smashed
F
And there's just a chuck of concrete
G
where those old pumps used to stand
Am
There's a couple of cars half outta the ground
Em
And that oil sign still spins 'round and 'round
F G Am
But I guess the White Rose filling station's just a memory now
C
And the girls would spend a couple a bucks
Am
just to meet the boys workin' at the pumps
Em
And they'd grow up and fall in love
F F
And they all moved away
C
Strangers used to stop and ask
Am
how far they'd driven off the map
Em
And then they built that overpass
F F
And now they stay out on the highway
[CHORUS]
Am
But now there's plywood for glass
Em
where the windows all got smashed
F
And there's just a chuck of concrete
G
where those old pumps used to stand
Am
There's a couple of cars half outta the ground
Em
And that oil sign still spins 'round and 'round
F G Am
But I guess the White Rose filling station's just a memory now
F
And that neon sign was the heart and soul
Am
of this old one horse town
G
And it's like it lost its will to live
F
the day they shut it down
[CHORUS]
Am
But now there's plywood for glass
Em
where the windows all got smashed
F
And there's just a chuck of concrete
G
where those old pumps used to stand
Am
There's a couple of cars half outta the ground
Em
And that oil sign still spins 'round and 'round
F G Am
But I guess the White Rose filling station's just a memory now
F G Am
But I guess the White Rose filling station's just a memory now
By Fred Eaglesmith
capo 4th fret
[INTRO]
C Am Em F (x2)
C
Well the whole town came out to watch
Am
the day they paved the parking lot
Em
Somebody hung a ribbon up
F F
and then they cut it down
C
And that big white rose upon that sign
Am
put innocence in all our lives
Em
We could see its neon lights
F F
half a mile out
C
Gas was fifty cents a gallon
Am
They put it in for you
Em
And they'd pump your tires and check your oil
F F
and wash your windows too
C
And we'd shine those cars bright as bright
Am
And we'd go park underneath that light
Em
Stare out at the prarie sky
F F
There was nothing else to do
[CHORUS]
Am
But now there's plywood for glass
Em
where the windows all got smashed
F
And there's just a chuck of concrete
G
where those old pumps used to stand
Am
There's a couple of cars half outta the ground
Em
And that oil sign still spins 'round and 'round
F G Am
But I guess the White Rose filling station's just a memory now
C
And the girls would spend a couple a bucks
Am
just to meet the boys workin' at the pumps
Em
And they'd grow up and fall in love
F F
And they all moved away
C
Strangers used to stop and ask
Am
how far they'd driven off the map
Em
And then they built that overpass
F F
And now they stay out on the highway
[CHORUS]
Am
But now there's plywood for glass
Em
where the windows all got smashed
F
And there's just a chuck of concrete
G
where those old pumps used to stand
Am
There's a couple of cars half outta the ground
Em
And that oil sign still spins 'round and 'round
F G Am
But I guess the White Rose filling station's just a memory now
F
And that neon sign was the heart and soul
Am
of this old one horse town
G
And it's like it lost its will to live
F
the day they shut it down
[CHORUS]
Am
But now there's plywood for glass
Em
where the windows all got smashed
F
And there's just a chuck of concrete
G
where those old pumps used to stand
Am
There's a couple of cars half outta the ground
Em
And that oil sign still spins 'round and 'round
F G Am
But I guess the White Rose filling station's just a memory now
F G Am
But I guess the White Rose filling station's just a memory now
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