Biografía:
The Band of Heathens are an Americana band from Austin, Texas.
The three principal songwriters - Colin Brooks, Ed Jurdi and Gordy Quist - shared the bill at Momo's, an Austin club. Originally, each singer/songwriter performed his own set. However, they eventually started sharing the stage, and collaborating together with bassist Seth Whitney. The Wednesday night series was billed as "The Good Time Supper Club". A misprint in a local paper billed the act as "The Heathens." In 2007, drummer John Chipman joined the band.
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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!
Based on Clams and Jams Vol 3
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e|-----------------------------8--6--5-----------------10--8--7--------------|
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Note: Slide into chords (Bb>>C, F#>>G)
[Verse]
C
Everybody's talking about how they just can't do without
G
They don't know their ass from a hole in the ground
Time's up, people change, this whole trip has gotten strange
C
Tell me how it all went wrong
You hit me like a misdemeanor, caught me right in between
F
The devil was an angel herself
C G
I could tell you the reason, but you'd call it treason
G A Bb B C
I never said goodbye to my-self
[Chorus]
G C
I miss my life, I miss the way it was
G C
I miss my life, I miss it just because
[Verse]
C
Work hard, play harder, get stoned, be smarter
G
Left, right, up, down, where do we go?
Money's gone, rent's due, life beats us black and blue
C
And we ain't got nothing to show
Given you the best of me, now you want the rest of me
F
Please just keep your hands to yourself
C G
Drop my blues in a bag, C.O.D. to Alcatraz
G A Bb B C
I never said goodbye to my-self
[Chorus]
G C
I miss my life, I miss the way it was
G C C7
I miss my life, I miss it just because
[Bridge]
F G
Don't tell me to forget her
F C
Because man you never met her
G G7
And they don't make 'em no more like that
G G7
They don't make 'em no more like that
G G7
They don't make 'em no more like that
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C F G C
C F G C
[Chorus]
G C
I miss my life, I miss the way it was
G C
I miss my life, I miss it just because
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C F G C
C F G C
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e|-----------------------------8--6--5-----------------10--8--7--------------|
B|-------8--6--5----------6/8-----------8--6----8--10------------10--8-------|
G|--6/7-----------7--5-------------------------------------------------------|
D|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
A|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
Note: Slide into chords (Bb>>C, F#>>G)
[Verse]
C
Everybody's talking about how they just can't do without
G
They don't know their ass from a hole in the ground
Time's up, people change, this whole trip has gotten strange
C
Tell me how it all went wrong
You hit me like a misdemeanor, caught me right in between
F
The devil was an angel herself
C G
I could tell you the reason, but you'd call it treason
G A Bb B C
I never said goodbye to my-self
[Chorus]
G C
I miss my life, I miss the way it was
G C
I miss my life, I miss it just because
[Verse]
C
Work hard, play harder, get stoned, be smarter
G
Left, right, up, down, where do we go?
Money's gone, rent's due, life beats us black and blue
C
And we ain't got nothing to show
Given you the best of me, now you want the rest of me
F
Please just keep your hands to yourself
C G
Drop my blues in a bag, C.O.D. to Alcatraz
G A Bb B C
I never said goodbye to my-self
[Chorus]
G C
I miss my life, I miss the way it was
G C C7
I miss my life, I miss it just because
[Bridge]
F G
Don't tell me to forget her
F C
Because man you never met her
G G7
And they don't make 'em no more like that
G G7
They don't make 'em no more like that
G G7
They don't make 'em no more like that
[Riff]
C F G C
C F G C
[Chorus]
G C
I miss my life, I miss the way it was
G C
I miss my life, I miss it just because
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C F G C
C F G C
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