Biografía:
Kyle Craft is a singer-songwriter who grew up in a tiny Louisiana town on the banks of the Mississippi, where he spent most of his time catching alligators and rattlesnakes instead of playing football or picking up the guitar. A self-described transient, Kyle Craft finally settled down in Portland, Oregon in 2015 after a three-year courtship with the Rose City. Touring through town led to frequent visits, couch surfing, and now full-time residency; and by all accounts, he's fully embraced his new home.
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Otras canciones:
- Balmorhea
- Before The Wall
- Belmont One Trick Pony
- Berlin
- Black Mary
- Bridge City Rose
- Chelsea Hotel
- Dolls Of Highland
- Exile Rag
- Eye Of A Hurricane
- Fake Magic Angel
- Fever Dream Girl
- Full Circle Nightmare
- Future Midcity Massacre
- Gloom Girl
- Gold Calf Moan
- Heartbreak Junky
- Jane Beat The Reaper
- Lady Of The Ark
- Pentecost
- Slick Delta Queen
- The Rager
- Three Candles
- Trinidad Beach Before I Ride
¡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]
E A E A
[Verse 1]
E
She'll be in Denver by the break of dawn
A
Her calloused heart, her regal charm
E
Will grace the city in his open arms
A
And his bed come tonight.
E
But me I'm stranded down on Silver Street
A
Just throwing bottles at the Delta Queen.
E A
She passes slow like your memory, makes the bend
Am
And floats out of sight.
[Interlude]
E C#m A
E C#m A
[Verse 2]
E
Austin, Texas: mattress on the floor.
A
We'd buy some grass from the kid next door.
E
We'd bitch of love as if it was a chore
A
But we made it to ease both our minds.
E
First time I lost you was a mean curveball
A
Thrown in Las vegas down a hotel hall.
E
Why we stuck it out, man, I can't recall,
A Am
Seems my honesty's always on trial.
[Chorus]
E C#m A E C#m A
And I never once called you baby
A E C#m A
I never once called you anything.
A E C#m A
I never once called you baby
A E A E A
I always thought you were more to me.
[Verse 3]
E
And I saw him coming with his suit and tie.
A
His hair slicked back looked a lot like mine.
E
But that was years ago and over time
A
Lost my scissors, my comb, and my style.
E
And how he watched us at the table there
A
As we caught up on our when-and-wheres.
E
Our escapades, our life-ain't-fairs,
A Am
And how you'll be leaving with him tonight.
[Chorus]
E C#m A E C#m A
And I bet he calls you baby
A E C#m A
I never once called you anything.
A E C#m A
Oh I bet he calls you baby
A E A E A
I always thought you were more to me.
[Verse 4]
E
So if I'm breathing on some solid ground
A
And what went up the river comes back down
E
Maybe we'll meet again next time around
A
And talk of those vagabond times.
E
Keep all your stubbornness and pretty smile,
A
Keep all your dreams about that unborn child,
E
Keep both your feet out of the wedding aisle,
A Am E
And I'll keep you in the back of my mind.
E A E A
[Verse 1]
E
She'll be in Denver by the break of dawn
A
Her calloused heart, her regal charm
E
Will grace the city in his open arms
A
And his bed come tonight.
E
But me I'm stranded down on Silver Street
A
Just throwing bottles at the Delta Queen.
E A
She passes slow like your memory, makes the bend
Am
And floats out of sight.
[Interlude]
E C#m A
E C#m A
[Verse 2]
E
Austin, Texas: mattress on the floor.
A
We'd buy some grass from the kid next door.
E
We'd bitch of love as if it was a chore
A
But we made it to ease both our minds.
E
First time I lost you was a mean curveball
A
Thrown in Las vegas down a hotel hall.
E
Why we stuck it out, man, I can't recall,
A Am
Seems my honesty's always on trial.
[Chorus]
E C#m A E C#m A
And I never once called you baby
A E C#m A
I never once called you anything.
A E C#m A
I never once called you baby
A E A E A
I always thought you were more to me.
[Verse 3]
E
And I saw him coming with his suit and tie.
A
His hair slicked back looked a lot like mine.
E
But that was years ago and over time
A
Lost my scissors, my comb, and my style.
E
And how he watched us at the table there
A
As we caught up on our when-and-wheres.
E
Our escapades, our life-ain't-fairs,
A Am
And how you'll be leaving with him tonight.
[Chorus]
E C#m A E C#m A
And I bet he calls you baby
A E C#m A
I never once called you anything.
A E C#m A
Oh I bet he calls you baby
A E A E A
I always thought you were more to me.
[Verse 4]
E
So if I'm breathing on some solid ground
A
And what went up the river comes back down
E
Maybe we'll meet again next time around
A
And talk of those vagabond times.
E
Keep all your stubbornness and pretty smile,
A
Keep all your dreams about that unborn child,
E
Keep both your feet out of the wedding aisle,
A Am E
And I'll keep you in the back of my mind.
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