Biografía:
Whiskeytown era una banda de los EE.UU. de música alternativa formada en Raleigh, Carolina del Norte en 1994. Dirigida por Ryan Adams, y otros miembros Caitlin Cary, Phil Wandscher, Eric "el Sartén" Gilmore, y Miguel Daly. En 1999 se separaron, Ryan adams deja la banda para seguir su carrera de en solitario. En 2005, Ryan adams Adams y Cary anunciaron volvería a juntarse para sacar otro disco juntos.
La banda es considerada en el género como la más influyente.
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Otras canciones:
- 16 Days
- Avenues
- Ballad Of Carol Lynn
- Bar Lights
- Call Me On Your Way Back Home
- Captain Smith
- Choked Up
- Crazy About You
- Crazy Lonesome
- Dancing With The Women At The Bar
- Dancing With Women At Bar
- Desperate Aint Lonely
- Dont Be Sad
- Dont Wanna Know Why
- Drank Like A River
- Easy Hearts
- Everything I Do
- Excuse Me While I Break My Own Heart Tonight
- Factory Girl
- Faithless Street
- House On The Hill
- Houses On The Hill
- I Hope It Rains At My Funeral
- If He Cant Have You
- Inn Town
- Jacksonville City Nights
- Jacksonville Skyline
- Kiss And Makeup
- Lo Fi Tennessee Mountain Angel
- Mining Town
- My Heart Is Broken
- Nurse With The Pills
- Only To Lose
- Pawn Shop
- Revenge
- Sit And Listen To The Rain
- Sittin Around
- Sixteen Days
- Somebody Remembers The Rose
- Tennessee Square
- The Battle And The War
- Think About Me
- Too Drunk To Dream
- Turn Around
- Under Your Breath
- Wither Im A Flower
- Yesterdays News
¡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!
Whiskeytown (Ryan Adams) “I Hope It Rains at My Funeral” Tabbed by Jack, May 2016
from “Real: The Tom T. Hall Project” 1998
[Intro]
D G D
A D
D G D
A D
D G D
A man with forty acres plowed and planted
A D
Can't send no fourteen year-old boy to no school
D G D
The one thing I learned in the years I worked on my daddy's farm
A D
Was, "Son, you better get them crops in when it gets cool."
D G D
In the magazines, I saw the naked women
A D
I heard about the drinkin' and the bars
D G D
If my daddy could've caught me, he'd a-killed me
A D
He said, "You might run, boy, but you won’t get that far."
G D D A G
The miles were good but the mileage is turnin' my hair gray
D A G
I've met some people that knew me and call me friend
D G D A G
Ain't no sense in wantin' my life to live o------ver
D A G
I'd find different ways to make same mistakes again (a cappella)
D G D
A D
D G D
I hit town or you might say that it hit me
A D
Next mornin' there were things I knew more about
D G D
Some woman took me in said I, "Seem to be all right."
A D
I turned her on the same way, she turned me out
D G D
The first law I broke, right away Johnny-law caught me
A D
I helped them build the country roads for awhile
D G D
They fed two times a day and knocked you down about four
A D
By the 13 day I... couldn’t even crack a smile
G D D A G
The miles were good but the mileage is turnin' my hair gray
D A G
I've met some people that knew me and call me friend
D G D A G
Ain't no sense in wantin' my life to live o------ver
D A G
I'd find different ways to make same mistakes again (a cappella)
D G D
A D
D G D
I met a nice girl and she said I was her baby
A D
She let me go and would never tell me why
D G D
I learned what it means to be somebody's baby
A D
They let you lie in your bed by yourself so you can cry
D G D
So let me say this, I never tried to hurt anybody
A D
Though I guess there's a few that I still couldn't look in the eye
D G D
Grant me one wish, I hope it rains at my funeral
A D
For once, I'd like to be the only one left dry
G D D A G
The miles were good but the mileage is turnin' my hair gray
D A G
I've met some people that knew me and call me friend
D G D A G
Ain't no sense in wantin' my life to live o------ver
D A G
I'd find different ways to make same mistakes again (a cappella)
G
I’d probably make um...
G
Same way I made um... again
D
Make um all again
D G D G D G D G D end on A
from “Real: The Tom T. Hall Project” 1998
[Intro]
D G D
A D
D G D
A D
D G D
A man with forty acres plowed and planted
A D
Can't send no fourteen year-old boy to no school
D G D
The one thing I learned in the years I worked on my daddy's farm
A D
Was, "Son, you better get them crops in when it gets cool."
D G D
In the magazines, I saw the naked women
A D
I heard about the drinkin' and the bars
D G D
If my daddy could've caught me, he'd a-killed me
A D
He said, "You might run, boy, but you won’t get that far."
G D D A G
The miles were good but the mileage is turnin' my hair gray
D A G
I've met some people that knew me and call me friend
D G D A G
Ain't no sense in wantin' my life to live o------ver
D A G
I'd find different ways to make same mistakes again (a cappella)
D G D
A D
D G D
I hit town or you might say that it hit me
A D
Next mornin' there were things I knew more about
D G D
Some woman took me in said I, "Seem to be all right."
A D
I turned her on the same way, she turned me out
D G D
The first law I broke, right away Johnny-law caught me
A D
I helped them build the country roads for awhile
D G D
They fed two times a day and knocked you down about four
A D
By the 13 day I... couldn’t even crack a smile
G D D A G
The miles were good but the mileage is turnin' my hair gray
D A G
I've met some people that knew me and call me friend
D G D A G
Ain't no sense in wantin' my life to live o------ver
D A G
I'd find different ways to make same mistakes again (a cappella)
D G D
A D
D G D
I met a nice girl and she said I was her baby
A D
She let me go and would never tell me why
D G D
I learned what it means to be somebody's baby
A D
They let you lie in your bed by yourself so you can cry
D G D
So let me say this, I never tried to hurt anybody
A D
Though I guess there's a few that I still couldn't look in the eye
D G D
Grant me one wish, I hope it rains at my funeral
A D
For once, I'd like to be the only one left dry
G D D A G
The miles were good but the mileage is turnin' my hair gray
D A G
I've met some people that knew me and call me friend
D G D A G
Ain't no sense in wantin' my life to live o------ver
D A G
I'd find different ways to make same mistakes again (a cappella)
G
I’d probably make um...
G
Same way I made um... again
D
Make um all again
D G D G D G D G D end on A
Whitaker
White Antelope
White Apple Tree
White Denim
White Fang