Biografía:
James Vincent McMorrow (14 de enero de 1983) es un cantante y compositor irlandés. Su álbum debut "Early in the Morning" fue lanzado en febrero de 2010.
En enero de 2012 recibió un premio de European Border Breakers en reconocimiento al éxito de su primer álbum en Irlanda.
El 13 de Enero de 2014 estrena su segundo álbum de estudio: Post Tropical.
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Otras canciones:
- Cavalier
- Follow You Down To The Red Oak Tree
- From The Woods
- Higher Love
- Sparrow And The Wolf
- We D'ont Eat - Officel
- We Dont' Eat
- Wicked Game
- Breaking Hearts
- If I Had A Boat
- This Old Dark Machine
- We Don’t Eat
- All Points
- And If My Heart Should Somehow Stop
- Down The Burning Ropes
- Evil
- Get Low
- Ghosts
- Glacier
- Gold
- Hear The Noise That Moves So Soft And Low
- I Lie Awake Every Night
- Look Out
- National
- Post Tropical
- Red Dust
- True Care
- We Are Ghosts
- We Dont Eat
¡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 7
C/G
If this is redemption, why do I bother at all
Em C C/G
There's nothing to mention, and nothing has changed
C D Em
Still I'd rather be working at something, than praying for the rain
C D C/G
So I wander on, till someone else is saved
C/G
I moved to the coast, under a mountain
Em C C/G
Swam in the ocean, slept on my own
C D Em
At dawn I would watch the sun cut ribbons through the bay
C D C/G
I'd remember all the things my mother wrote
Em C C/G
That we don't eat until your father's at the table
Em C C/G
We don't drink until the devil's turned to dust
Em C D Em
Never once has any man I've met been able to love
C D C/G
So if I were you, I'd have a little trust
C/G
Two thousand years, I've been in that water
Em C C/G
Two thousand years, sunk like a stone
C D
Desperately reaching for nets
Em
That the fisherman have thrown
C D C/G
Trying to find, a little bit of hope
C/G
Me I was holding, all of my secrets soft and hid
Em C C/G
Pages were folded, then there was nothing at all
C D Em
So if in the future I might need myself a savior
C D C/G
I'll remember what was written on that wall
Em C C/G
So we don't eat until your father's at the table
Em C C/G
We don't drink until the devil's turned to dust
Em C D Em
Never once has any man I've met been able to love
C D C/G
So if I were you, I'd have a little trust
Am Em
Am I an honest man and true
Em Am
Have i been good to you at all
Am Em
Oh I'm so tired of playing these games
Em
We'd just be running down
G
The same old lines, the same old stories of
C
Breathless trains and, worn down glories
Am C/G
Houses burning, worlds that turn on their own
Em C C/G
So we don't eat until your father's at the table
Em C C/G
We don't drink until the devil's turned to dust
Em C D Em
Never once has any man I've met been able to love
C D C/G
So if I were you my friend, I'd learn to have just a little bit of trust
C/G
If this is redemption, why do I bother at all
Em C C/G
There's nothing to mention, and nothing has changed
C D Em
Still I'd rather be working at something, than praying for the rain
C D C/G
So I wander on, till someone else is saved
C/G
I moved to the coast, under a mountain
Em C C/G
Swam in the ocean, slept on my own
C D Em
At dawn I would watch the sun cut ribbons through the bay
C D C/G
I'd remember all the things my mother wrote
Em C C/G
That we don't eat until your father's at the table
Em C C/G
We don't drink until the devil's turned to dust
Em C D Em
Never once has any man I've met been able to love
C D C/G
So if I were you, I'd have a little trust
C/G
Two thousand years, I've been in that water
Em C C/G
Two thousand years, sunk like a stone
C D
Desperately reaching for nets
Em
That the fisherman have thrown
C D C/G
Trying to find, a little bit of hope
C/G
Me I was holding, all of my secrets soft and hid
Em C C/G
Pages were folded, then there was nothing at all
C D Em
So if in the future I might need myself a savior
C D C/G
I'll remember what was written on that wall
Em C C/G
So we don't eat until your father's at the table
Em C C/G
We don't drink until the devil's turned to dust
Em C D Em
Never once has any man I've met been able to love
C D C/G
So if I were you, I'd have a little trust
Am Em
Am I an honest man and true
Em Am
Have i been good to you at all
Am Em
Oh I'm so tired of playing these games
Em
We'd just be running down
G
The same old lines, the same old stories of
C
Breathless trains and, worn down glories
Am C/G
Houses burning, worlds that turn on their own
Em C C/G
So we don't eat until your father's at the table
Em C C/G
We don't drink until the devil's turned to dust
Em C D Em
Never once has any man I've met been able to love
C D C/G
So if I were you my friend, I'd learn to have just a little bit of trust
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