Biografía:
James McMurtry, born March 18, 1962, Fort Worth, Texas, is an American rock and folk-rock/americana singer, songwriter, guitarist, bandleader and occasional actor (Daisy Miller, Lonesome Dove). He performs with veteran bandmates and rhythm section The Heartless Bastards.
His father, novelist Larry McMurtry, gave him his first guitar at age seven. His mother, an English professor, taught him how to play it: "My mother taught me three chords and the rest I just stole as I went along. I learned everything by ear or by watching people."
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Otras canciones:
- Broken Bed
- Charlemagnes Home Town
- Childish Things
- Choctaw Bingo
- Copper Canteen
- Crazy Wind
- Dont Waste Away
- Fast As I Can Acoustic
- Fireline Road
- Fuller Brush Man
- Gulf Road
- Hands Like Rain
- Hurricane Party
- Iolanthe
- Lights Of Cheyenne
- Lost In The Backyard
- Memorial Day
- Out Here In The Middle
- Painting By Numbers
- Pocatello
- Ruby And Carlos
- State Of The Union
- Too Long In The Wasteland
- Walk Between The Raindrops
- We Cant Make It Here
- We Cant Make It Here Anymore
- Wheres Johnny
- You Got To Me
¡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]
A D A G
[Verse]
Dm D
Slowly crawling 'cross the floor
Bm
Comes a shadow through the window
A D
From the house next door and the dust specks dancing
Bm D A
In the last of the light one more evening passing
Dbm D
She walked on tiptoes on a gravel bar
Bm A
Wet skin pale as the evening star
D A Bm
The North Platte winding like a silver eel
G D
Hands like rain on August fields
[Chorus]
D A Bm G D A
Hands like rain falling soft to ease the drought inside
G D A Bm G D G D
As memory fades not much remains but hands like rain
[Verse]
Bm D G D
Now I stand on stiff legs and I clutch the cane
Bm A
And I search the sky for a sign of rain
D A Bm D
As if it matters as if it makes a damn
A
just an old man's habit
D G D
Down the street the schoolboys play
Bm A
Dime novel heroes from another day
G D
Who now are nothing more than faceless names
G D A
And a nameless face with hands like rain
[Chorus]
D A Bm G D A
Hands like rain falling soft to ease the drought inside
G D A Bm G D G D
As memory fades not much remains but hands like rain
Db D G D Bm
We'd run by night and we'd hide by day
A
so the papers used to say
D A G D A
On stolen horses and borrowed time dancing girls and brandy wine
[Bridge]
A
I can hear them calling they're calling me
D A
I can here them calling but I still can't see (no I can’t see it)
[Chorus]
D A Bm G D A
Hands like rain falling soft to ease the drought inside
G D A Bm G D G D
As memory fades not much remains but hands like rain
[Bridge]
A G D G D
Life and legend are an awkward pair
Bm Em A
And there ain't much magic anywhere
D G
Except in moments we can't often steal
D A D
Hands like rain on August fields
[Chorus] x2
D A Bm G D A
Hands like rain falling soft to ease the drought inside
G D A Bm G D G D
As memory fades not much remains but hands like rain
A D A G
[Verse]
Dm D
Slowly crawling 'cross the floor
Bm
Comes a shadow through the window
A D
From the house next door and the dust specks dancing
Bm D A
In the last of the light one more evening passing
Dbm D
She walked on tiptoes on a gravel bar
Bm A
Wet skin pale as the evening star
D A Bm
The North Platte winding like a silver eel
G D
Hands like rain on August fields
[Chorus]
D A Bm G D A
Hands like rain falling soft to ease the drought inside
G D A Bm G D G D
As memory fades not much remains but hands like rain
[Verse]
Bm D G D
Now I stand on stiff legs and I clutch the cane
Bm A
And I search the sky for a sign of rain
D A Bm D
As if it matters as if it makes a damn
A
just an old man's habit
D G D
Down the street the schoolboys play
Bm A
Dime novel heroes from another day
G D
Who now are nothing more than faceless names
G D A
And a nameless face with hands like rain
[Chorus]
D A Bm G D A
Hands like rain falling soft to ease the drought inside
G D A Bm G D G D
As memory fades not much remains but hands like rain
Db D G D Bm
We'd run by night and we'd hide by day
A
so the papers used to say
D A G D A
On stolen horses and borrowed time dancing girls and brandy wine
[Bridge]
A
I can hear them calling they're calling me
D A
I can here them calling but I still can't see (no I can’t see it)
[Chorus]
D A Bm G D A
Hands like rain falling soft to ease the drought inside
G D A Bm G D G D
As memory fades not much remains but hands like rain
[Bridge]
A G D G D
Life and legend are an awkward pair
Bm Em A
And there ain't much magic anywhere
D G
Except in moments we can't often steal
D A D
Hands like rain on August fields
[Chorus] x2
D A Bm G D A
Hands like rain falling soft to ease the drought inside
G D A Bm G D G D
As memory fades not much remains but hands like rain
James Puhto-Ren
James Quick
James Reid
James Reyne
James Roberts