Biografía:
Dicen que fueron los primeros en definir el country rock ácido y aseguran que están entre los mejores, aunque no disfrutaron del éxito de otras bandas más longevas.
Los New Riders of the Purple Sage (o simplemente New Riders) surgen de la escena psiquedélica de San Francisco, California, en 1969. Originalmente fue un proyecto paralelo de Jerry Garcia, pero éste deja la banda antes de Gypsy Cowboy, tercer trabajo de los New Riders. El nucleo de la formación fue John Dawson (voz
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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!
Here's your song, and by the way, I aint no hick, I'm a Bull rider
Verse 1:
G F G
Every year along about this time it all goes dry
F G
Nothin' that for love or money that'll get you high
C G
Henry got pissed off and said he'd run to Mexico
F G
See if he could come back haulin' twenty keys of gold
Verse 2:
Now the road to Acupulco is very hard indeed
And it isn't any better if you haven't any weed
Henry's drivin' hard and straight on twisted mountain roads
Fifty people waitin' back at home for Henry's load
Chorus:
D C G
And now he's rollin' down the mountain goin' fast, fast, fast
D C G
And if he blows it this one's gonna be his last
C G
Come to Acupulco, return the golden keys
C G F G
Henry keep your brakes on for this corner if you please
Verse 3:
Henry got to Mexico and turned his truck around
He's talkin' with the man who has it growin' from the ground
Henry tasted, he got wasted, couldn't even see
How he's gonna drive like that is not too clear to me
Chorus
Verse 4:
Sunday afternoon Tijuana is a lovely town
The bullfights bring the tourists and their money flowin' down
The border guards are much too busy there at five o'clock
Henry's truckin' right on through, he hardly even stopped
Chorus
Verse 1:
G F G
Every year along about this time it all goes dry
F G
Nothin' that for love or money that'll get you high
C G
Henry got pissed off and said he'd run to Mexico
F G
See if he could come back haulin' twenty keys of gold
Verse 2:
Now the road to Acupulco is very hard indeed
And it isn't any better if you haven't any weed
Henry's drivin' hard and straight on twisted mountain roads
Fifty people waitin' back at home for Henry's load
Chorus:
D C G
And now he's rollin' down the mountain goin' fast, fast, fast
D C G
And if he blows it this one's gonna be his last
C G
Come to Acupulco, return the golden keys
C G F G
Henry keep your brakes on for this corner if you please
Verse 3:
Henry got to Mexico and turned his truck around
He's talkin' with the man who has it growin' from the ground
Henry tasted, he got wasted, couldn't even see
How he's gonna drive like that is not too clear to me
Chorus
Verse 4:
Sunday afternoon Tijuana is a lovely town
The bullfights bring the tourists and their money flowin' down
The border guards are much too busy there at five o'clock
Henry's truckin' right on through, he hardly even stopped
Chorus
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