Biografía:
The Band Perry , es una banda formada en 2009 y está conformada por los hermanos Kimberly, Reid y Neil Perry y es una nueva propuesta del country.
El grupo firmó con la disquera Republic Nashville, para luego lanzar su primer sencillo oficial que lleva por nombre Hip To My Heart, que se posicionó en el Top 20 de Billboard, para lanzar después su segundo que lleva por nombre If I Die Young.
En la actualidad, tienen un EP homónimo que consiste de cinco tracks
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Otras canciones:
- All Your Life
- Better Dig Two
- If I Die Young
- You Lie
- Chainsaw
- Don’t Let Me Be Lonely
- Walk Me Down The Middle
- Back To Me Without You
- Comeback Kid
- Done
- Dont Let Me Be Lonely
- Double Heart
- End Of Time
- Forever Mine Nevermind
- Gentle On My Mind
- Gonna Be Okay
- Hey Love
- Hip To My Heart
- I Saw A Light
- Im A Keeper
- Independence
- It Burns For You
- Jimmy
- Lasso
- Live Forever
- Miss You Being Gone
- Mother Like Mine
- Night Gone Wasted
- Once Upon A Time
- Peaches And Caroline
- Pioneer
- Postcard From Paris
- Queen Maybelline
- Quittin You
- Stay In The Dark
¡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 1
Enjoy! :) Any corrections, just let me know :)
Intro: C, F, C, F
C
Here I am standing firm,
F
As the ground shakes beneath me,
C F
I send you away with my own hand.
C F
I try and try to remember, that for now it's for the better,
C F
But there's a Southern kind of tragic blowing in.
Am F
Oh it feels like the beginning of the end.
C G Am
Well the Alabama moon fell from the sky,
F C G
And the sweet tea wells ran dry,
C G Am
Somewhere out there you're finding yourself,
F G C
But back home it's the end of time.
F, C, F
C
I'm scared to death, pick up your phone,
F
Outside I hear the bells ringing,
C F
Bringing ruin to all that we have ever known.
C
Pick up your phone, I need an answer,
F (F#m, F)
Come home and call off disaster,
C F
'Cause I fear tonight our Cotton Land might fall.
Am F
Oh I'm cracking like the plaster on the wall.
C G Am
Oh the Alabama moon fell from the sky,
F C G
And the sweet tea wells ran dry,
C G Am
Somewhere out there you're finding yourself,
F G (C)
But back home it's the end of time.
Am
F C
It's the end of time,
G E Am
Is it the end of all time,
D G
Or just the end of mine.
C G Am
Well all of the cotton, it died in the fields,
F C G
The little babies cried the blue from their eyes,
C G Am
Somewhere I'll bet you're living it up,
F G
So come home before the end,
C G Am
Well the Alabama moon fell from the sky,
F C G
And the sweet tea wells ran dry,
C G Am
Somewhere out there you're finding yourself,
F G C
But back home it's the end of time.
F C
Hey ey ey ey.
F C F
Come home, come home and be mine,
C F
Come home, come home.
C
Ooh ooh ooh,
F
Ooh ooh ooh ooh,
C
Ooh ooh ooh,
F
Ooh ooh ooh ooh,
C
Ooh ooh ooh,
F C
Ooh ooh ooh oooooh ooh.
Enjoy! :) Any corrections, just let me know :)
Intro: C, F, C, F
C
Here I am standing firm,
F
As the ground shakes beneath me,
C F
I send you away with my own hand.
C F
I try and try to remember, that for now it's for the better,
C F
But there's a Southern kind of tragic blowing in.
Am F
Oh it feels like the beginning of the end.
C G Am
Well the Alabama moon fell from the sky,
F C G
And the sweet tea wells ran dry,
C G Am
Somewhere out there you're finding yourself,
F G C
But back home it's the end of time.
F, C, F
C
I'm scared to death, pick up your phone,
F
Outside I hear the bells ringing,
C F
Bringing ruin to all that we have ever known.
C
Pick up your phone, I need an answer,
F (F#m, F)
Come home and call off disaster,
C F
'Cause I fear tonight our Cotton Land might fall.
Am F
Oh I'm cracking like the plaster on the wall.
C G Am
Oh the Alabama moon fell from the sky,
F C G
And the sweet tea wells ran dry,
C G Am
Somewhere out there you're finding yourself,
F G (C)
But back home it's the end of time.
Am
F C
It's the end of time,
G E Am
Is it the end of all time,
D G
Or just the end of mine.
C G Am
Well all of the cotton, it died in the fields,
F C G
The little babies cried the blue from their eyes,
C G Am
Somewhere I'll bet you're living it up,
F G
So come home before the end,
C G Am
Well the Alabama moon fell from the sky,
F C G
And the sweet tea wells ran dry,
C G Am
Somewhere out there you're finding yourself,
F G C
But back home it's the end of time.
F C
Hey ey ey ey.
F C F
Come home, come home and be mine,
C F
Come home, come home.
C
Ooh ooh ooh,
F
Ooh ooh ooh ooh,
C
Ooh ooh ooh,
F
Ooh ooh ooh ooh,
C
Ooh ooh ooh,
F C
Ooh ooh ooh oooooh ooh.
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