Biografía:
Halfway to Hazard is the country duo, made up of Chad Warrix and David Tolliver, from Hazard, Kentucky. Though Warrix and Tolliver were from different towns in southeastern Kentucky, their band's origins are in Hazard. The name of their band comes from their hometowns, Hazard being the halfway point between their homes.
The H2H boys also host a benefit near their hometowns for a local charity, the Buckhorn Children's Center. The benefit, which is held in Crockettsville, Kentucky, is called the Halfway to Hazard Annual Charity Trail Ride.
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¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
[Intro]
G D Em C
[Verse]
G Em
I remember Daddy held the Bible like a gun
C D
Back when I was a Pentecostal Gospel preacher’s son
G Em
And I still can see the fire and brimstone in his eyes
C
When he preached to people in a tent
D
Repent before you die
Em C D
Me I’d sneak out back with some saintly southern girl
Em C D
And there I’d teach her the ways of this world
[Chorus]
G D
Well, I guess I was a way too wild to be the child of a preacher man
Em C D
With one foot on solid rock and one on the sinking sand
G D
Just like the Prodigal son I guess I got way too lost
Em C D G
Living somewhere in between the devil and the cross
[Verse]
G Em
I was Daddy’s worst nightmare by the time I turned eighteen
C D
Baptized in a whiskey river on the streets of New Orleans
G Em
Well, the demons, drugs, and rock n’ roll they seemed to cloud my mind
C D
And women were a weakness for weeks at a time
Em C D
I learned the hard way what you reap is what you sow
Em C D
So, in silent desperation, one night I headed home
[Chorus]
G D
Yeah, I guess I was a way too wild to be the child of a preacher man
Em C D
With one foot on solid rock and one on the sinking sand
G D
Just like the Prodigal son I guess I got way too lost
Em C D G
Living somewhere in between the devil and the cross
[Bridge]
C
Daddy did more than talk the talk
Em
He walked the walk in life
D C D
He loved me and forgave me when I came home that night
C Em
He said, “Son, don’t ever be ashamed for God forgives the lost.
D C D
We all live somewhere in between the devil and the cross.”
[Chorus]
G D
Lord, I guess I was a way too wild to be the child of a preacher man
Em C D
With one foot on solid rock and one on the sinking sand
G D
Just like the Prodigal son I guess I got way too lost
Em C D G
Living somewhere in between the devil and the cross
D Em C D
Whoa, Whoa, Whoa, Whoa
G D
Whoa, Whoa, Whoa, Whoa
Em C D G
I got way too lost
G D Em C
[Verse]
G Em
I remember Daddy held the Bible like a gun
C D
Back when I was a Pentecostal Gospel preacher’s son
G Em
And I still can see the fire and brimstone in his eyes
C
When he preached to people in a tent
D
Repent before you die
Em C D
Me I’d sneak out back with some saintly southern girl
Em C D
And there I’d teach her the ways of this world
[Chorus]
G D
Well, I guess I was a way too wild to be the child of a preacher man
Em C D
With one foot on solid rock and one on the sinking sand
G D
Just like the Prodigal son I guess I got way too lost
Em C D G
Living somewhere in between the devil and the cross
[Verse]
G Em
I was Daddy’s worst nightmare by the time I turned eighteen
C D
Baptized in a whiskey river on the streets of New Orleans
G Em
Well, the demons, drugs, and rock n’ roll they seemed to cloud my mind
C D
And women were a weakness for weeks at a time
Em C D
I learned the hard way what you reap is what you sow
Em C D
So, in silent desperation, one night I headed home
[Chorus]
G D
Yeah, I guess I was a way too wild to be the child of a preacher man
Em C D
With one foot on solid rock and one on the sinking sand
G D
Just like the Prodigal son I guess I got way too lost
Em C D G
Living somewhere in between the devil and the cross
[Bridge]
C
Daddy did more than talk the talk
Em
He walked the walk in life
D C D
He loved me and forgave me when I came home that night
C Em
He said, “Son, don’t ever be ashamed for God forgives the lost.
D C D
We all live somewhere in between the devil and the cross.”
[Chorus]
G D
Lord, I guess I was a way too wild to be the child of a preacher man
Em C D
With one foot on solid rock and one on the sinking sand
G D
Just like the Prodigal son I guess I got way too lost
Em C D G
Living somewhere in between the devil and the cross
D Em C D
Whoa, Whoa, Whoa, Whoa
G D
Whoa, Whoa, Whoa, Whoa
Em C D G
I got way too lost
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