Biografía:
The Glorious Sons is a Canadian rock band from Kingston, Ontario. Formed in 2011, the band signed with Black Box Recordings in 2013. Since then, The Glorious Sons have released one EP, Shapeless Art, and their debut album, The Union. The Union was released on September 14, 2014, and produced several hits on Canadian Rock Radio.
http://theglorioussons.com
Read more on Last.fm
Otras canciones:
¡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]
C G Am G F
We were drinking and having times down by the ocean
C G Am G F
Thought of running away, but don't we all?
C G Am G F
We had this strange idea we were gonna be famous
C G Am G F
But we were too drunk to drive or make that call
[Chorus]
C G Am
My amigo
G F
Well his eyes were dead
C G Am
But he was still writing down the lines
G F
He had a cord in his hand
C G Am G F
He said, "I wasn't made for these times"
[Verse 2]
C G Am
Cemetery
G F C G
In the car garage a couple of dirty dogs
Am G F
It's sad, but I felt blessed
C G Am G F
Amongst the dead, we were at our best
F
Amigo
[Bridge]
C
You're still nineteen
G
You're still hungry
F
You're still young
C
You're still nineteen
G
You're still hungry
F
You're still loved
C
You're only nineteen
G
You're only hungry
F
You're so dumb
C
You're still nineteen
G
You're still hungry
F
You're still young
[Chorus]
C G Am
My amigo
G F
Well his eyes were dead
C G Am
But he was still writing down the lines
G F
He had a cord in his hand
C G Am G
He said, "I wasn't made for these times"
F
Amigo
Amigo
[Verse 3]
C
I see too many young men watered down
F
I see too many of fires burn out
C
I was there to see your eyes of fire
F
I was there to hear the talk that you did inspire
C
You shoulda burned your bills
You shoulda run from the feds
F
Forgot your name
And flushed your meds
C
You shoulda said the things you heard in you head
F
There's too many good men living dead
C F
And I don't wanna miss a damn thing
C F
I'm never gonna miss a damn thing
C
'Cause signs lead to signs
And time's got time
F
Until there's no time left at all
C F
I don't wanna miss a damn thing
C G Am G F
We were drinking and having times down by the ocean
C G Am G F
Thought of running away, but don't we all?
C G Am G F
We had this strange idea we were gonna be famous
C G Am G F
But we were too drunk to drive or make that call
[Chorus]
C G Am
My amigo
G F
Well his eyes were dead
C G Am
But he was still writing down the lines
G F
He had a cord in his hand
C G Am G F
He said, "I wasn't made for these times"
[Verse 2]
C G Am
Cemetery
G F C G
In the car garage a couple of dirty dogs
Am G F
It's sad, but I felt blessed
C G Am G F
Amongst the dead, we were at our best
F
Amigo
[Bridge]
C
You're still nineteen
G
You're still hungry
F
You're still young
C
You're still nineteen
G
You're still hungry
F
You're still loved
C
You're only nineteen
G
You're only hungry
F
You're so dumb
C
You're still nineteen
G
You're still hungry
F
You're still young
[Chorus]
C G Am
My amigo
G F
Well his eyes were dead
C G Am
But he was still writing down the lines
G F
He had a cord in his hand
C G Am G
He said, "I wasn't made for these times"
F
Amigo
Amigo
[Verse 3]
C
I see too many young men watered down
F
I see too many of fires burn out
C
I was there to see your eyes of fire
F
I was there to hear the talk that you did inspire
C
You shoulda burned your bills
You shoulda run from the feds
F
Forgot your name
And flushed your meds
C
You shoulda said the things you heard in you head
F
There's too many good men living dead
C F
And I don't wanna miss a damn thing
C F
I'm never gonna miss a damn thing
C
'Cause signs lead to signs
And time's got time
F
Until there's no time left at all
C F
I don't wanna miss a damn thing
The Good Life
The Good Mad
The Good The Bad (...)
The Gospel Whisk (...)
The Gothic Archi (...)