Biografía:
Ryan Bingham (31 de marzo 1981, Hobbs, Nuevo México) es un cantante y compositor estadounidense del género Americana ganador de un premio Oscar. Ha publicado dos álbumes en el sello Lost Highway Records.
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Pasó varios años en el circuito de rodeo: comenzó domando toros en su adolescencia. Su familia se mudó varias veces, de Hobbs a Spring y a Stephenville, Texas.
La banda de Bingham, The Dead Horses está formada por Matthew Smith (batería), Corby Schaub (guitarra y mandolina) y Elías Ford (bajo).
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Otras canciones:
- For Anyone's Sake
- The Weary Kind
- Until I'm One With You
- Adventures Of You And Me
- All Choked Up Again
- Bad Case Of Gone
- Big Country Sky
- Boracho Station
- Broken Heart Tattoos
- City Of New Orleans
- Country Roads
- Depression
- Direction Of The Wind
- Dollar A Day
- Dont Wait For Me
- Dylans Hard Rain
- Ever Wonder Why
- Fear And Saturday Night
- For What Its Worth
- Hallelujah
- Hands Of Time
- Hard Times
- Hey Hey Hurray
- Honey
- I Dont Know
- Junky Star
- Long Way From Georgia
- My Diamond Is Too Rough
- Never Far Behind
- No Help From God
- Nobody Knows My Trouble
- Pancho And Lefty
- Roadhouse Blues
- Rollin Highway Blues
- Self
- Situation Station
- Snake Eyes
- Snow Falls In June
- South Side Of Heaven
- Sunrise
- Tell My Mother I Miss Her So
- The Other Side
- The Poet
- The Wandering
- To Live Is To Fly
- Until Im One With You
- Yesterdays Blues
¡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!
Ryan Bingham
Dylan's Hard Rain
Album: Roadhouse Sun
On the C chord Ryan is doing a boom-chicka-boom feel on the D string with the
pinky. Listen to the song and its obvious.
C
I'm a homeless man with my thumb in the wind
G
I sure miss my kin, but then again
C
I'm on the road with a song for you
I took a step, I lost the bet
They cut off my tongue now they're full of regret
Careful what you say, if they ain't gonna listen anyway
Just make the cash, bet on the past
Everybody's so afraid to be last
You can't take back everything you leave behind
Chorus:
G C Am F C
Is everybody so ashamed, for letting it all slide
G C Am F C G
Is everybody so afraid, Mr. Dylan's hard rain, is fair warning
On a shake down, in the alley
Breakin' people's faces gonna start you up a rally
I've never seen a day in the sun with a gun
That's loaded for you
There's some hippies, in the back room
Rockin' and a rollin' and a smokin' to an old tune
Someone took a guitar and a match, and set peace on fire
Hey my brother, what is wrong
You lost all your money on the corner rollin' bones
Give him your cash mother fucker, he's too fast for you
Chorus
On the T.V. there's a white man
Too much make-up on his wife with God's plan
I guess the religous vote, made it to congress
On the border of Tijuana
People are growin truck loads of marijuana
Maybe someday our friends can be American farmers
There's a necklace, in the south
A few hopeless people still hanging it around
The wind is gonna cut you down, in the long run
Chorus
So can we save us, from today
The hands of the wretched are the one's getting paid
Everything stays the same, if you don't change it
And all the dreams, will bust at the seams
It all goes down in the mighty machine
You don't care know, but someday you might need it
C
I heard the whistle, start a blowin'
Then I saw the mountain in the back come a-tumblin
G C
Everybody's wishin' the could get, out of the way
G C (one strum line)
Everydody's wishin' they could dig their ass out of the grave.
Enjoy!
Dylan's Hard Rain
Album: Roadhouse Sun
On the C chord Ryan is doing a boom-chicka-boom feel on the D string with the
pinky. Listen to the song and its obvious.
C
I'm a homeless man with my thumb in the wind
G
I sure miss my kin, but then again
C
I'm on the road with a song for you
I took a step, I lost the bet
They cut off my tongue now they're full of regret
Careful what you say, if they ain't gonna listen anyway
Just make the cash, bet on the past
Everybody's so afraid to be last
You can't take back everything you leave behind
Chorus:
G C Am F C
Is everybody so ashamed, for letting it all slide
G C Am F C G
Is everybody so afraid, Mr. Dylan's hard rain, is fair warning
On a shake down, in the alley
Breakin' people's faces gonna start you up a rally
I've never seen a day in the sun with a gun
That's loaded for you
There's some hippies, in the back room
Rockin' and a rollin' and a smokin' to an old tune
Someone took a guitar and a match, and set peace on fire
Hey my brother, what is wrong
You lost all your money on the corner rollin' bones
Give him your cash mother fucker, he's too fast for you
Chorus
On the T.V. there's a white man
Too much make-up on his wife with God's plan
I guess the religous vote, made it to congress
On the border of Tijuana
People are growin truck loads of marijuana
Maybe someday our friends can be American farmers
There's a necklace, in the south
A few hopeless people still hanging it around
The wind is gonna cut you down, in the long run
Chorus
So can we save us, from today
The hands of the wretched are the one's getting paid
Everything stays the same, if you don't change it
And all the dreams, will bust at the seams
It all goes down in the mighty machine
You don't care know, but someday you might need it
C
I heard the whistle, start a blowin'
Then I saw the mountain in the back come a-tumblin
G C
Everybody's wishin' the could get, out of the way
G C (one strum line)
Everydody's wishin' they could dig their ass out of the grave.
Enjoy!
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