Biografía:
Houndmouth is a collaborative folk rock four-member band, formed in 2011 from the lowland plains and farmlands of Indiana, USA. The band's lyrics emphasize their foolhardiness, and their soulful harmonies carry far. Houndmouth consists of Matt Myers (guitar, vocals), Katie Toupin (keyboard, vocals), Zak Appleby (bass, vocals) and Shane Cody(drums, vocals). Folk duo Katie Toupin and Matt Myers (formerly of the Saint James Hotel) joined up with Shane
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Otras canciones:
- Darlin'
- Sedona
- 15 Years
- Black Gold
- By God
- Casino Bad Things
- Come On Illinois
- Comin Around Again
- Darlin
- For No One
- Gasoline
- Halfway To Hardinsburg
- Hey Rose
- Honey Slider
- Houston Train
- Krampus
- Ludlow
- Modern Love
- My Cousin Greg
- No One
- Northeast Texas Women
- On The Road
- Palmyra
- Penitentiary
- Runaround Sue
- Say It
- The Big Oil Spill
¡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!
Band: Houndmouth
Song: Casino (Bad Things)
Tab: forgottenwords
Tuning: Standard
Capo 4th
(relative to capo)
E7 A F#m B
e|------0-------0----------2---------2-------------------------------------------|
B|------3-------2----------2---------4-------------------------------------------|
G|------1-------2----------2---------4-------------------------------------------|
D|------2-------2----------4---------4-------------------------------------------|
A|------2-------0----------4---------2-------------------------------------------|
E|------0-------x----------2---------x-------------------------------------------|
Good chunk of the song rides that E7 (or sometimes just plain old E for taste).
You also hear him doing a lot of riffing, including G--0h1--
E7
Dealers and the boot life
Got me hooked on freebasing
A
And I can't trust my government
E
So I looked into the other dimensions
F#m E E7
And now, they got me doing bad things
E7
Poker chips, chains and whips
They got me wearing red lipstick
A
And I can't trust no man of mine
E
To watch the door while I do my lines
F#m E E7
Yeah, they got me doing bad things
E
I got my friends inside my pockets
Got my gin tucked in my purse
A
I keep my heart locked in gold
E
So I don't ever get hurt
F#m B E
And I gamble till the lights of the casino are gone
E7
Holding hands and making plans
These types of things I can't understand
A E
I put my trust in my cigarettes, and make some calls to do the rest
F#m E E7
Yeah, they got me doing bad things
E
I got my friends inside my pockets
Got my gin tucked in my purse
A
I keep my heart locked in gold
E
So I don't ever get hurt
F#m B E
And I gamble till the lights of the casino are gone
[SOLO] E A E
F#m
You know how pretty
A
The lights of the city look on you
E
I got my friends inside my pockets
Got my gin tucked in my purse
A
I keep my heart locked in gold
E
So I don't ever get hurt
F#m B E
And I gamble till the lights of the casino are gone
Song: Casino (Bad Things)
Tab: forgottenwords
Tuning: Standard
Capo 4th
(relative to capo)
E7 A F#m B
e|------0-------0----------2---------2-------------------------------------------|
B|------3-------2----------2---------4-------------------------------------------|
G|------1-------2----------2---------4-------------------------------------------|
D|------2-------2----------4---------4-------------------------------------------|
A|------2-------0----------4---------2-------------------------------------------|
E|------0-------x----------2---------x-------------------------------------------|
Good chunk of the song rides that E7 (or sometimes just plain old E for taste).
You also hear him doing a lot of riffing, including G--0h1--
E7
Dealers and the boot life
Got me hooked on freebasing
A
And I can't trust my government
E
So I looked into the other dimensions
F#m E E7
And now, they got me doing bad things
E7
Poker chips, chains and whips
They got me wearing red lipstick
A
And I can't trust no man of mine
E
To watch the door while I do my lines
F#m E E7
Yeah, they got me doing bad things
E
I got my friends inside my pockets
Got my gin tucked in my purse
A
I keep my heart locked in gold
E
So I don't ever get hurt
F#m B E
And I gamble till the lights of the casino are gone
E7
Holding hands and making plans
These types of things I can't understand
A E
I put my trust in my cigarettes, and make some calls to do the rest
F#m E E7
Yeah, they got me doing bad things
E
I got my friends inside my pockets
Got my gin tucked in my purse
A
I keep my heart locked in gold
E
So I don't ever get hurt
F#m B E
And I gamble till the lights of the casino are gone
[SOLO] E A E
F#m
You know how pretty
A
The lights of the city look on you
E
I got my friends inside my pockets
Got my gin tucked in my purse
A
I keep my heart locked in gold
E
So I don't ever get hurt
F#m B E
And I gamble till the lights of the casino are gone
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