Biografía:
Country-rock alternativo desde Denton, Texas. Formados en 1992 por el cantante y guitarrista Brent Best, acompañado del guitarrista Jess Barr, el bajista Brian Lane y el baterista Tony Harper, toman su nombre de una chucheria para perros. En 1995 autoeditan el lp Crow Pot Pie, fichando tras el éxito del mismo con Doolittle Records. En 1997 editan otro album, Barrel Chested. Everything You Thought Was Right Was Wrong Today, se edita en 2000. Producidos por Don Smith (Bob Dylan
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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!
[Verse 1]
G D Em
A breath of whiskey on my cotton shirt
C G
Turn on the fan, take off your skirt
D
Lay here beside me on these sheets so stained
C G
For a little while, but it ain't the same
[Chorus]
Em C G
And she brings me water and it always tastes so good
D Em
She brings me flowers from the woods
C G
Stays here in this house with me when I know she'd rather leave
D G
Stays with me as I sleep
D
And she helps me nurse my lumberlung
C
But it's no longer fun
G
For her
C G C
[Verse 2]
G D Em
Once I dreamed we'd took a roadtrip, just me and her
C
Through the southern and midwest states
G D C
Turned north just south of Arkansas and we headed up
G
Towards the vast Great Lakes
[Outro]
Em D G
And I thought I'd sleep through Texas, but I woke up in Illinois
D
And the car in the lane next to me was driven by a little boy
Em C Em
And he flashed a smile at me then he drove straight off the road
C G
Smacked an overpass, I watched his car explode
D
And when she wakes me from my delirium
C
I know I'm no longer fun
G
For her
[Solo]
C G D Em
C G D C G
[Chorus]
Em C G
And she brings me water and it always tastes so good
D Em
She brings me flowers from the woods
C G
Stays here in this house with me when I know she'd rather leave
D G
Stays with me constantly
D
And she helps me nurse my lumberlung
C
But it's no longer fun
G G
For her...
D C G
God damn this lumberlung I know I'm no longer fun
G D Em
A breath of whiskey on my cotton shirt
C G
Turn on the fan, take off your skirt
D
Lay here beside me on these sheets so stained
C G
For a little while, but it ain't the same
[Chorus]
Em C G
And she brings me water and it always tastes so good
D Em
She brings me flowers from the woods
C G
Stays here in this house with me when I know she'd rather leave
D G
Stays with me as I sleep
D
And she helps me nurse my lumberlung
C
But it's no longer fun
G
For her
C G C
[Verse 2]
G D Em
Once I dreamed we'd took a roadtrip, just me and her
C
Through the southern and midwest states
G D C
Turned north just south of Arkansas and we headed up
G
Towards the vast Great Lakes
[Outro]
Em D G
And I thought I'd sleep through Texas, but I woke up in Illinois
D
And the car in the lane next to me was driven by a little boy
Em C Em
And he flashed a smile at me then he drove straight off the road
C G
Smacked an overpass, I watched his car explode
D
And when she wakes me from my delirium
C
I know I'm no longer fun
G
For her
[Solo]
C G D Em
C G D C G
[Chorus]
Em C G
And she brings me water and it always tastes so good
D Em
She brings me flowers from the woods
C G
Stays here in this house with me when I know she'd rather leave
D G
Stays with me constantly
D
And she helps me nurse my lumberlung
C
But it's no longer fun
G G
For her...
D C G
God damn this lumberlung I know I'm no longer fun
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Slough Feg
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Slow Gherkin