Biografía:
Missouri’s clearest voice since a certain steamboat pilot, Barna Howard is a meticulous craftsman. His are songwriters’ songs, weaving melody, narrative and gravity in ways only the best have. He comes to the listener like some overlooked great, reincarnated for one last shot.
Barna Howard was born and raised in a quintessential Midwest town. His youth in Eureka, Missouri was pure Americana – the sort of childhood that inspired E.T.-era Spielberg – baseball cards in his bicycle spokes
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QUITE A FEELIN'
Barna Howard
Pick pick strum.
Gmaj7
D Em
Bein' on the road's quite a feelin
A D
Where feelin' alone's just a point of view
Em
I can't help myself, but wonder
A D
If you're back at home feelin' it too
G
'Cause back at home, it's you and I
A
Where pillows talk and sometimes cry
D D7
Like whispers in my ears, I can't help but hear
G Em
That make me turn around and think of two
A
Bein' on the road's quite a feelin'
D
But the feelin's still missin' you
Em A
Missin' you
D Em
Am I a fool? It's hard to say
A D
Livin' like a coin up in the air
Em
I hate to love you that way
A D
Clearly felt, but hardly there
G
'Cause when I'm there, it's on the phone
A
"Hello, how are you? Gotta go"
D D7
I'm always on the move, or leavin' soon
G Em
I'm a dreamer in a car
A
Bein' on the road's quite a feelin'
D
But the feelin's right where you are
Em A
Right where you are
D Em
These endless nights of heavy drinkin'
A D
Though they ain't enough, they've held me close
Em
Like a worn-out joke that keeps on rollin'
A D
To try and make you laugh when the nights are cold
G
’Cause when the nights are cold, I think of you
A
When one more round will get you through
D D7
Well, I admit I'm havin' fun, bein' on the run
G Em
Pickin' out postcards for a change
A
Bein' on the road's quite a feelin'
D
But the feelin' just ain't the same
Em A
Ain't the same
Barna Howard
Pick pick strum.
Gmaj7
D Em
Bein' on the road's quite a feelin
A D
Where feelin' alone's just a point of view
Em
I can't help myself, but wonder
A D
If you're back at home feelin' it too
G
'Cause back at home, it's you and I
A
Where pillows talk and sometimes cry
D D7
Like whispers in my ears, I can't help but hear
G Em
That make me turn around and think of two
A
Bein' on the road's quite a feelin'
D
But the feelin's still missin' you
Em A
Missin' you
D Em
Am I a fool? It's hard to say
A D
Livin' like a coin up in the air
Em
I hate to love you that way
A D
Clearly felt, but hardly there
G
'Cause when I'm there, it's on the phone
A
"Hello, how are you? Gotta go"
D D7
I'm always on the move, or leavin' soon
G Em
I'm a dreamer in a car
A
Bein' on the road's quite a feelin'
D
But the feelin's right where you are
Em A
Right where you are
D Em
These endless nights of heavy drinkin'
A D
Though they ain't enough, they've held me close
Em
Like a worn-out joke that keeps on rollin'
A D
To try and make you laugh when the nights are cold
G
’Cause when the nights are cold, I think of you
A
When one more round will get you through
D D7
Well, I admit I'm havin' fun, bein' on the run
G Em
Pickin' out postcards for a change
A
Bein' on the road's quite a feelin'
D
But the feelin' just ain't the same
Em A
Ain't the same
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