Biografía:
Ray Wylie Hubbard (born 13 November 1946 in Soper, Oklahoma, moved to Dallas, Texas, USA in 1954) is an American country music singer and songwriter. An active performer since 1965, his song "Up Against the Wall, Redneck Mother" was made famous by Jerry Jeff Walker in 1973. He has recorded and performed continuously since then, apart from a short period in the late 1980s.
With a keen eye of observation and a wise man’s knowledge, Ray Wylie Hubbard
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Otras canciones:
- After All These Years
- Airplane Fell Down In Dixie
- Conversation With The Devil
- Cooler N Hell
- Crimson Dragon Tattoo
- Dallas After Midnight
- Dangerous Spirits
- Drunkin Poets Dream
- If Heaven Is Not A Place To
- If Heaven Is Not A Place To Go
- Mississippi Flush
- Old Wolf
- Portales
- Resurrection
- Screw You Were From Texas
- Snake Farm
- Stone Blind Horses
- Tell The Devil Im Gettin There As Fast As I Can
- The Last Younger Son
- The Messenger
- Up Against The Wall
- Up Against The Wall Redneck Mother
- West Texas Country Western Dance Band
- When She Sang Amazing Grace
- Without Love
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Dangerous Spirits
by: Ray Wylie Hubbard
CD: Dangerous Spirits
From: [email protected]
[Intro]
D
[Verse]
D
Dangerous spirits are at large in the hills
D
cold dark wings is in the air
D G
some have been lost to the shadows within the light
D A D
some are beyond the reach of prayer
D
I myself have stood with the ravens in the rain
D
a darkness in my heart and a younger face
D G
and with a stolen chestnut mare and a blue navy colt
D A D
I was above the law outside the bounds of grace
D
With a pistol in my hand and no kindness in my eyes
D
I wore these as a badge high in fashion
D G
but I had to walk away from the powder and the flame
D A D
the reason was not fear it was compassion
D
I let my revolver fall from my hands
D
and put on the coat of a pilgrim
D G
now there is more to me than between my hat and boots
D A D
and the treasures I own no one can steal them
D
Now I stand in the dirt with the dust on my boots
D
the road that I choose is less travelled
D G
the flag that I follow is full of holes and torn
D A D
and its sacred threads can never be unraveled
D
And I have met a woman who is in my breath and bones
D
she's at ease in either calico or leather
D G
she prays to a god who does not hurt or hate
D A D
she wears earrings of crystals and feathers
D
Since I left my revolver in the dirt
D
I have known peace since that hour
D G
and now I see my life passing before my eyes
D A D
as a petal falling from a flower
D
Ah but there are dangerous spirits are at large in the hills
D
cold dark wings is in the air
D G
some have been lost to the shadows within the light
D A D
some are beyond the reach of prayer
by: Ray Wylie Hubbard
CD: Dangerous Spirits
From: [email protected]
[Intro]
D
[Verse]
D
Dangerous spirits are at large in the hills
D
cold dark wings is in the air
D G
some have been lost to the shadows within the light
D A D
some are beyond the reach of prayer
D
I myself have stood with the ravens in the rain
D
a darkness in my heart and a younger face
D G
and with a stolen chestnut mare and a blue navy colt
D A D
I was above the law outside the bounds of grace
D
With a pistol in my hand and no kindness in my eyes
D
I wore these as a badge high in fashion
D G
but I had to walk away from the powder and the flame
D A D
the reason was not fear it was compassion
D
I let my revolver fall from my hands
D
and put on the coat of a pilgrim
D G
now there is more to me than between my hat and boots
D A D
and the treasures I own no one can steal them
D
Now I stand in the dirt with the dust on my boots
D
the road that I choose is less travelled
D G
the flag that I follow is full of holes and torn
D A D
and its sacred threads can never be unraveled
D
And I have met a woman who is in my breath and bones
D
she's at ease in either calico or leather
D G
she prays to a god who does not hurt or hate
D A D
she wears earrings of crystals and feathers
D
Since I left my revolver in the dirt
D
I have known peace since that hour
D G
and now I see my life passing before my eyes
D A D
as a petal falling from a flower
D
Ah but there are dangerous spirits are at large in the hills
D
cold dark wings is in the air
D G
some have been lost to the shadows within the light
D A D
some are beyond the reach of prayer
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