Biografía:
Before there was Americana or Alt/Country or Singer Songwriter or Roots Rock or any of the other record store bin labels of today; when new wave was crashing and hair bands were making video history...
...there was the LONESOME BROTHERS
From the lowliest bar in the tiniest town of Western Massachusetts, to Town Hall in Manhattan, to Newport, RI, the Lonesome Brothers put it down like it's supposed to be put down.
Original, creative, pumping, swaying
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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!
The Lonesome Brothers
Call Hannah
capo 3
G D
When the ball has come unwound
C D
It lays a tangled map all over the ground
G D
And the clock spins like a toy
C
And you know its gonna fall
D
Just like the walls of Troy
G C D
When the doors are closed and the road’s unpaved
G C D
Tickets read the same for the doomed and the saved
G C D Em
I call Hannah cause she might be the one to raise the setting sun
D C
Cause she might be the one
G C G
I call Hannah cause she might be the one
G D
Before the morning shows no light
C Em
On the handle of the door
G D
Frozen thick with ice
G D
And the slowly turning key
C Em
That draws the weary home
D
But sets that wagon free
Well there’s clouds on the road
And ghosts in the air
The bridge is down
there’s detours everywhere
But I call Hannah cause she might be the one
To raise the setting sun
Cause she might be the one
I call Hannah cause she might be the one
Well Hannah is her own small town
She’s Sunday afternoon with a carnival sound
She moves lightly through the day
She doesn’t stop for rain
Well there’s nothing in her way
When the numbers say that its all over
Someone’s crushed the very last four leaf clover
Well I’ve still got a hand because I know her
And I call Hannah cause she’ll know where to go
To watch the melting snow
She’ll know where to go
I call Hannah cause she might be the one to raise the setting sun
Cause she might be the one
I call Hannah cause she might be the one
Call Hannah
capo 3
G D
When the ball has come unwound
C D
It lays a tangled map all over the ground
G D
And the clock spins like a toy
C
And you know its gonna fall
D
Just like the walls of Troy
G C D
When the doors are closed and the road’s unpaved
G C D
Tickets read the same for the doomed and the saved
G C D Em
I call Hannah cause she might be the one to raise the setting sun
D C
Cause she might be the one
G C G
I call Hannah cause she might be the one
G D
Before the morning shows no light
C Em
On the handle of the door
G D
Frozen thick with ice
G D
And the slowly turning key
C Em
That draws the weary home
D
But sets that wagon free
Well there’s clouds on the road
And ghosts in the air
The bridge is down
there’s detours everywhere
But I call Hannah cause she might be the one
To raise the setting sun
Cause she might be the one
I call Hannah cause she might be the one
Well Hannah is her own small town
She’s Sunday afternoon with a carnival sound
She moves lightly through the day
She doesn’t stop for rain
Well there’s nothing in her way
When the numbers say that its all over
Someone’s crushed the very last four leaf clover
Well I’ve still got a hand because I know her
And I call Hannah cause she’ll know where to go
To watch the melting snow
She’ll know where to go
I call Hannah cause she might be the one to raise the setting sun
Cause she might be the one
I call Hannah cause she might be the one
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