Biografía:
Jason Isbell is an alt-country singer /songwriter /guitarist from Muscle Shoals, Alabama. Best known for his years with the Drive-By Truckers where he played with his then wife, bassist Shonna Tucker. Isbell - who joined the Truckers in 2001 - left the band in early 2007 around the same time as his divorce from Tucker was finalized.
In addition to being a gifted songwriter, Isbell is regarded as an exceptional guitar player. His style is mostly in the alt-country genre, but is also infused with rock and blues elements.
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Otras canciones:
- Alabama Pines
- Codeine
- We've Met
- 24 Frames
- Anxiety
- Chaos And Clothes
- Chicago Prominade
- Children Of Children
- Cigarettes And Wine
- Cover Me Up
- Cumberland Gap
- Daisy Mae
- Danko Manuel
- Decoration Day
- Devil Is My Running Mate
- Different Days
- Dress Blues
- Elephant
- Flagship
- Flying Over Water
- Go It Alone
- God Is A Working Man
- Goddamn Lonely Love
- Good
- Grown
- Heart On A String
- Hope The High Road
- How To Forget
- However Long
- Hudson Commodore
- Hurricanes And Hand Grenades
- I Follow Rivers
- If I Needed You
- If It Takes A Lifetime
- If We Were Vampires
- Last Of My Kind
- Live Oak
- Molotov
- Mutineer
- Never Could Believe
- New South Wales
- Old Flame
- Outfit
- Palmetto Rose
- Relatively Easy
- Save It For Sunday
- Seven Mile Island
- Shotgun Wedding
- Soldiers Get Strange
- Something More Than Free
- Something To Love
- Songs That She Sang In The Shower
- Speed Trap Town
- Stockholm
- Stopping By
- Streetlights
- Sunstroke
- Super 8
- The Blue
- The Devil Is My Running Mate
- The Last Song I Will Write
- The Life You Chose
- The Magician
- The Pilgrim
- To A Band That I Loved
- Tour Of Duty
- Traveling Alone
- Tupelo
- Weve Met
- White Mans World
- Yvette
¡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!
[Verses]
A
Palmetto rose in the AC vent
Cross stitched pillow where the head rest went
D
Said his cab was his orneriest friend
A
Left him jumping like trees in the wind
A
Thought he had the red lights memorized
Glass in the gravel like the stars in the sky
D
In that slow motion minute between living and dead
A
Looked in my eyes and he told me, he said
A D A
This war that I wage to get up every day
E A
It's a fiberglass boat, it's azaleas in May
F#m E D A
It's the women I love and the law that I hate
D A
Lord let me die in the Iodine State
E A
Lord let me die in the Iodine State
(During the last part of the chorus, mimic the vocal melody with something like this:
e|-------------------------------------------------|
B|---------5--5h7-5~-------------------------------|
G|-----s6-------------6s--2--4-2-4-2~--------------|
D|-------------------------------------------------|
A|-------------------------------------------------|
E|-------------------------------------------------|
A
Palmetto rose in the sidewalk mud
Pearly white stem and a big green bud
D
Catch him coming out of a King Street store
A
Bullshit story about the Civil War
A
You can believe what you want to believe
But there ain't no making up a basket weave
D
Everybody in the tri-county knows
A
Who makes the best palmetto rose
A D A
And it's war that we wage to get up every day
A E A
It's a basket of sweetgrass, a wedding bouquet
F#m E D A
It's the ladies I love and the law that I hate
A D A
But Lord let me die in the Iodine State
A E F#m
Lord let me die in the Iodine State
e|-------------------------------------------------|
B|---------5--5h7-5~-------------------------------|
G|-----s6-------------6s--2--4-2-4-2~--------------|
D|-------------------------------------------------|
A|-------------------------------------------------|
E|-------------------------------------------------|
Violin: F#m E D A
D A
Out on Sullivan's Island, they're swimming
D A
On the beach where the big boats rolled in
D A
With the earliest slaves, women and children
E
Our first American kin
D A
Here on King Street we're selling our roses
D A
Two for a five dollar bill
D A
And tonight after everything closes
E
I'll follow my own free will
F#m E D A
And I've taken my fill
F#m E D A
I've taken my fill
D
During the verses, mess around with the honky tonk in A. Honky tonk is about teasing
the minor over a major progression. Something like:
e|----5--5----------------------5------------------|
B|----5--5--5-------------------5------------------|
G|----------5h6------------5h6---------------------|
D|---------------7-5-7~----------------------------|
A|-------------------------------------------------|
E|-------------------------------------------------|
You get the idea.
************************************
| h Hammer-on
| ~ Vibrato
************************************
A
Palmetto rose in the AC vent
Cross stitched pillow where the head rest went
D
Said his cab was his orneriest friend
A
Left him jumping like trees in the wind
A
Thought he had the red lights memorized
Glass in the gravel like the stars in the sky
D
In that slow motion minute between living and dead
A
Looked in my eyes and he told me, he said
A D A
This war that I wage to get up every day
E A
It's a fiberglass boat, it's azaleas in May
F#m E D A
It's the women I love and the law that I hate
D A
Lord let me die in the Iodine State
E A
Lord let me die in the Iodine State
(During the last part of the chorus, mimic the vocal melody with something like this:
e|-------------------------------------------------|
B|---------5--5h7-5~-------------------------------|
G|-----s6-------------6s--2--4-2-4-2~--------------|
D|-------------------------------------------------|
A|-------------------------------------------------|
E|-------------------------------------------------|
A
Palmetto rose in the sidewalk mud
Pearly white stem and a big green bud
D
Catch him coming out of a King Street store
A
Bullshit story about the Civil War
A
You can believe what you want to believe
But there ain't no making up a basket weave
D
Everybody in the tri-county knows
A
Who makes the best palmetto rose
A D A
And it's war that we wage to get up every day
A E A
It's a basket of sweetgrass, a wedding bouquet
F#m E D A
It's the ladies I love and the law that I hate
A D A
But Lord let me die in the Iodine State
A E F#m
Lord let me die in the Iodine State
e|-------------------------------------------------|
B|---------5--5h7-5~-------------------------------|
G|-----s6-------------6s--2--4-2-4-2~--------------|
D|-------------------------------------------------|
A|-------------------------------------------------|
E|-------------------------------------------------|
Violin: F#m E D A
D A
Out on Sullivan's Island, they're swimming
D A
On the beach where the big boats rolled in
D A
With the earliest slaves, women and children
E
Our first American kin
D A
Here on King Street we're selling our roses
D A
Two for a five dollar bill
D A
And tonight after everything closes
E
I'll follow my own free will
F#m E D A
And I've taken my fill
F#m E D A
I've taken my fill
D
During the verses, mess around with the honky tonk in A. Honky tonk is about teasing
the minor over a major progression. Something like:
e|----5--5----------------------5------------------|
B|----5--5--5-------------------5------------------|
G|----------5h6------------5h6---------------------|
D|---------------7-5-7~----------------------------|
A|-------------------------------------------------|
E|-------------------------------------------------|
You get the idea.
************************************
| h Hammer-on
| ~ Vibrato
************************************
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