Biografía:
Gran voz americana, nace el 1 de junio de 1981, en Rivensdale, Washington. Cantante y compositora, considerada una interprete muy original, su género es un sincretismo absoluto entre el pop, rock, country alternativo, llegando a fundir todos estos mencionados y surgiendo de ahí un estilo muy propio y original.
Su inicio un tanto improvisado se da a los 8 años, cuando impulsada por su madre sube al escenario "The Northwest's version of the Grand Ole Opry" donde interpretó la canción “Tennessee Flat-Top Box” versión de Rosanne Cash.
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Otras canciones:
- Beginning To Feel The Years
- Dreams
- Hallelujah
- Have You Ever
- Heart’s Content
- Keep Your Heart Young
- My Song
- Oh Dear
- Story
- The Story
- Turpentine
- What Can I Say
- Before It Breaks
- Heart’s Content
- Josephine
- Raise Hell
- The Joke
- 100
- A Promise To Keep
- Again Today
- All That Remains
- Blood Muscle Skin And Bones
- Blue Eyes Cryin In The Rain
- Cannonball
- Caroline
- Christmas 1984
- Closer To You
- Downpour
- Dying Day
- Every Time I Hear That Song
- Eye Of A Needle
- Fall
- Fall Apart Again
- Follow
- Forever Young
- Fulton County Jane Doe
- Gone
- Happy
- Hard Way Home
- Harder To Forgive
- Hearts Content
- Heaven
- Heroes And Songs
- Hiding My Heart
- Hold Out Your Hand
- How These Days Grow Long
- I Belong To You
- I Will
- If There Was No You
- Ill Still Be There
- Just Kids
- Late Morning Lullaby
- Let It Go
- Looking Out
- Losing Heart
- Love Songs
- Mainstream Kid
- Most Of All
- My Repair
- Open Doors
- Over You
- Party Of One
- Pride And Joy
- Rise Again
- Same Old You
- Save Part Of Yourself
- Shadow On The Wall
- Sixty Years On
- Someday Never Comes
- Sugartooth
- Sunsets And Cigarettes
- That Wasnt Me
- That Year
- The Eye
- The Hard Way Home
- The Mother
- The Stranger At My Door
- The Things I Regret
- Throw It All Away
- Tired
- Touching The Ground
- Tragedy
- Until I Die
- Us Again
- Wasted
- Way To You
- What Did I Ever Come Here For
- Whatever You Do
- When Angels Touch The Ground
- Wherever Is Your Heart I Call Home
- Wilder Were Chained
¡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!
[INTRO]
E E7 E
[Verse]
E
He wasn't really known for breaking the rules
Bm7add4 A
When he arrived in the second year of my high school
E
He wasn't so much of a twist of fate
B
As a short turn up from a Southern state
E
He was born with a sweet tooth he couldn't beat
Bm7add4 A
Always trying to find himself something sweet
E
All that he found was a trouble and me
B
Or maybe trouble just found him
[Verse 2]
E
It was hard to hide that his heart had scars
Bm7add4 A
He would stay up late talking to the stars
E
People tried to blame him for making bad choices
B
When he was only listening to the voices
E
And looking for some kind of deeper truth
Bm7add4 A
Between the lines and the Bible and living proof
E
There's no point now to judge him in vain
B
If you haven't been there, you don't know the pain
[Chorus 1]
E
He was a liar, but not a fraud
B E
Living proof that there was no God
A
Just the Devil, stiff as a rod
B A E
A slave to the sugartooth
E
His life became more than he could take
Bm7add4 A
He found a bad habit he couldn't break
E
Nothing could tame him and nothing could hold him
B
He only took the pills when the doctor told him
E
Looking too hard for that something sweet
Bm7add4 A
To make his life feel less incomplete
E
What in the hell are you gonna do
B
When the world has made its mind up about you?
[Chorus 2]
E
He was a liar, but not a fraud
B E
Living proof that there was no God
A
Just the Devil, stiff as a rod
B A E
A slave to the sugartooth
C#m
He wanted to be a better man
B E A
Then life kicked him down like an old tin can
He would give you the shirt on his back
B A E
If not for a sugartooth
[Verse 3]
E
They found him lying on his bed
Bm7add4 A
With a gun in his hand and a quiet head
E
His broken heart, now, is finally gone
B
But I know that he had to hurt for too long
E
To think he had fought it all on his own
Bm7add4 A
Just to lose the battle and die alone
E
After so many years of feeling lost
B A B E
He finally made his way back home
[Verse 4]
E
And I heard they put what was left in a box
Bm7add4 A
And took it to a place called Jesus Rock
E
And scattered him all over jagged mound
B
As a symbol to all that the piece had been found
E
But not for a son who's left behind
Bm7add4 A
With a hand stuck reaching back in time
E
To a place in which you can never unwind
B
I hope he found something so sweet
[Chorus 2]
E
He was a liar, but not a fraud
B E
Living proof that there was no God
A
Just the Devil, stiff as a rod
B A E
A slave to the sugartooth
C#m
He wanted to be a better man
B E A
Then life kicked him down like an old tin can
He would give you the shirt on his back
B A E
If not for a sugartooth
[Outro]
E Bm7add4 A E B A E
Ooh, oo-oh, ooh, ooh a slave to the sugartooth
E Bm7add4 A E B A E
Ooh, oo-oh, ooh, ooh a slave to the sugartooth
E Bm7add4 A E B A E
Ooh, oo-oh, ooh, ooh a slave to the sugartooth
E Bm7add4 A E B A E
Ooh, oo-oh, ooh, ooh a slave to the sugartooth
E E7 E
[Verse]
E
He wasn't really known for breaking the rules
Bm7add4 A
When he arrived in the second year of my high school
E
He wasn't so much of a twist of fate
B
As a short turn up from a Southern state
E
He was born with a sweet tooth he couldn't beat
Bm7add4 A
Always trying to find himself something sweet
E
All that he found was a trouble and me
B
Or maybe trouble just found him
[Verse 2]
E
It was hard to hide that his heart had scars
Bm7add4 A
He would stay up late talking to the stars
E
People tried to blame him for making bad choices
B
When he was only listening to the voices
E
And looking for some kind of deeper truth
Bm7add4 A
Between the lines and the Bible and living proof
E
There's no point now to judge him in vain
B
If you haven't been there, you don't know the pain
[Chorus 1]
E
He was a liar, but not a fraud
B E
Living proof that there was no God
A
Just the Devil, stiff as a rod
B A E
A slave to the sugartooth
E
His life became more than he could take
Bm7add4 A
He found a bad habit he couldn't break
E
Nothing could tame him and nothing could hold him
B
He only took the pills when the doctor told him
E
Looking too hard for that something sweet
Bm7add4 A
To make his life feel less incomplete
E
What in the hell are you gonna do
B
When the world has made its mind up about you?
[Chorus 2]
E
He was a liar, but not a fraud
B E
Living proof that there was no God
A
Just the Devil, stiff as a rod
B A E
A slave to the sugartooth
C#m
He wanted to be a better man
B E A
Then life kicked him down like an old tin can
He would give you the shirt on his back
B A E
If not for a sugartooth
[Verse 3]
E
They found him lying on his bed
Bm7add4 A
With a gun in his hand and a quiet head
E
His broken heart, now, is finally gone
B
But I know that he had to hurt for too long
E
To think he had fought it all on his own
Bm7add4 A
Just to lose the battle and die alone
E
After so many years of feeling lost
B A B E
He finally made his way back home
[Verse 4]
E
And I heard they put what was left in a box
Bm7add4 A
And took it to a place called Jesus Rock
E
And scattered him all over jagged mound
B
As a symbol to all that the piece had been found
E
But not for a son who's left behind
Bm7add4 A
With a hand stuck reaching back in time
E
To a place in which you can never unwind
B
I hope he found something so sweet
[Chorus 2]
E
He was a liar, but not a fraud
B E
Living proof that there was no God
A
Just the Devil, stiff as a rod
B A E
A slave to the sugartooth
C#m
He wanted to be a better man
B E A
Then life kicked him down like an old tin can
He would give you the shirt on his back
B A E
If not for a sugartooth
[Outro]
E Bm7add4 A E B A E
Ooh, oo-oh, ooh, ooh a slave to the sugartooth
E Bm7add4 A E B A E
Ooh, oo-oh, ooh, ooh a slave to the sugartooth
E Bm7add4 A E B A E
Ooh, oo-oh, ooh, ooh a slave to the sugartooth
E Bm7add4 A E B A E
Ooh, oo-oh, ooh, ooh a slave to the sugartooth
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