¡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!
CAPO 3
G
Well it's iron that he hangs, He loves his work
C9
He drives hours each day, He's never been hurt
G
Got a back of steel
D
Got burns on the sleeves of his shirt
G
He drinks too much when stuff gets heavy
C9
He can't think straight his mind gets hazy
G D
He stops at a sports bar and everybody knows he's a flirt
G
So he's driving to work, With his head split open
C9
From last nights drinking and last nights smoking
G
And he never got home
D
And now there will be hell to pay
G
'Cause she'll be yelling and he'll be screaming
C9
And the kids will be crying, Like a house full of demons
G D
Says to himself, "Why do people live this way?'
G
She says to Lou Ann, "He's the father of my babies
C9
I know you think I'm wrong, I know you think I'm crazy
G D
Sticking around while he's drunk all over town
G
But you don't see he can be so sweet
C9
He only gets mean when he gets in his drink
G D
He's good to the kids, It's just sometimes he gets down"
G
Iron drops bad, nothin seems to fit
C9
He gets busted on his welds, He wants to just quit
G D
He wants to curl up tight on a cold white ground and cry
G
But he works full shift Picks up a six
C9
It's almost Christmas The roads are getting slick
G D
She's gonna be at the door Gonna be hell of a fight
G
So he's an hour out of Lincoln No shoulder on the road
C9
Its dark and its snowing He oughtta go slow
G D
But he pushes it forward, planes and slides like a sled
G
The tires hit the edge He spins at the top
C9
The truck slides low in the ditch till it stops
G D
It hurts, where he banged his head
G
So he sits in the cab He can't read the gauges
C9
The wipers whip like wind over pagers
G D
It's loud There's static on the radio
G
It too light to see
C9
He just stares
G
It gets too light to see
D
And then he gets scared
G
Then the light was gone
C9 D
Just wipers, wind turned snow
G
She says to Lou Ann, "He's the father of my babies
C9
I know you think I'm wrong, I know you think I'm crazy
G D
Sticking around while he's drunk all over town
G
But you don't see he can be so sweet
C9
He only gets mean when he gets in his drink
G D
He's good to the kids, It's just sometimes he gets down"
G
So he pulls back on
C9
He drives real slow
G D
Throws the last of the six out the window in the snow
G C9
Something's changed, Saw light, he should have seen dark
G
That's the last time he drank
D
Still a hell of a fight
G C9
She knew he wasn't lying when he told her about the light
G D
She knew he wasn't lying about the light
(Girl)
G
Well it's iron that he hangs, He loves his work
C9
He drives hours each day, He's never been hurt
G
Got a back of steel
D
Got burns on the sleeves of his shirt"
G
Well it's iron that he hangs, He loves his work
C9
He drives hours each day, He's never been hurt
G
Got a back of steel
D
Got burns on the sleeves of his shirt
G
He drinks too much when stuff gets heavy
C9
He can't think straight his mind gets hazy
G D
He stops at a sports bar and everybody knows he's a flirt
G
So he's driving to work, With his head split open
C9
From last nights drinking and last nights smoking
G
And he never got home
D
And now there will be hell to pay
G
'Cause she'll be yelling and he'll be screaming
C9
And the kids will be crying, Like a house full of demons
G D
Says to himself, "Why do people live this way?'
G
She says to Lou Ann, "He's the father of my babies
C9
I know you think I'm wrong, I know you think I'm crazy
G D
Sticking around while he's drunk all over town
G
But you don't see he can be so sweet
C9
He only gets mean when he gets in his drink
G D
He's good to the kids, It's just sometimes he gets down"
G
Iron drops bad, nothin seems to fit
C9
He gets busted on his welds, He wants to just quit
G D
He wants to curl up tight on a cold white ground and cry
G
But he works full shift Picks up a six
C9
It's almost Christmas The roads are getting slick
G D
She's gonna be at the door Gonna be hell of a fight
G
So he's an hour out of Lincoln No shoulder on the road
C9
Its dark and its snowing He oughtta go slow
G D
But he pushes it forward, planes and slides like a sled
G
The tires hit the edge He spins at the top
C9
The truck slides low in the ditch till it stops
G D
It hurts, where he banged his head
G
So he sits in the cab He can't read the gauges
C9
The wipers whip like wind over pagers
G D
It's loud There's static on the radio
G
It too light to see
C9
He just stares
G
It gets too light to see
D
And then he gets scared
G
Then the light was gone
C9 D
Just wipers, wind turned snow
G
She says to Lou Ann, "He's the father of my babies
C9
I know you think I'm wrong, I know you think I'm crazy
G D
Sticking around while he's drunk all over town
G
But you don't see he can be so sweet
C9
He only gets mean when he gets in his drink
G D
He's good to the kids, It's just sometimes he gets down"
G
So he pulls back on
C9
He drives real slow
G D
Throws the last of the six out the window in the snow
G C9
Something's changed, Saw light, he should have seen dark
G
That's the last time he drank
D
Still a hell of a fight
G C9
She knew he wasn't lying when he told her about the light
G D
She knew he wasn't lying about the light
(Girl)
G
Well it's iron that he hangs, He loves his work
C9
He drives hours each day, He's never been hurt
G
Got a back of steel
D
Got burns on the sleeves of his shirt"
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