Biografía:
there are several artists named Chris Ross
1) Hardcore producer signed with Hardcore Underground.
Demonstrating extraordinary musical maturity beyond his years, and with an ever expanding knowledge of his field, Music Technology student Chris Ross has already achieved a lot for someone so young. Having first released his early Hardcore works via the independent NSR Records, Chris has migrated more and more towards the Breakbeat / Drum'n'Bass spectrum in recent years, and was signed to Hardcore Underground in 2012.
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¡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!
Got these chords from Chris Ross himself, these are perfect. Capo the 4th fret! :D
Am C G x2
Am C G
Glass in her hand she ponders and paces
Plottin' escape from rocks and hard places
She says "Nick it ain't always been this hard
I'm tired of this livin' lets take whats ours"
Nick is just a boy in an old mans town
Schoolin' didn't suit him so he dropped right out
He looks at her now all ragged and sick
Pulls her in close says "we'll get rich quick"
F (Power chord)
And it looks like now they're headed
Em
All the way down
Am C G x2
Now they both been scratchin' since they turned 16
Pickin' that cotton just to hush those screams
Times runnin' short and lucks runnin' thin
Nicks gotta gun and a greedy man's grin
There's a little ol' lady all skin and bones
He got a tip she's gotta script and she's livin' alone
So they pay a little visit and they get away clean
Nobody got hurt nobody got seen
And it looks like now they're headed
All the way down
Am C G x2
F (Strum once)
Down where the angels don't dare to dance
Am
Across the cold river of a hearts last chance
G
Singin' with the devil to a pale half-moon
F (Power chord) G (Power chord)
Howlin' with the wolves now a desperate tune
F
Down at the bottom of a wishless well
Am
An aimless roam a shameless dwell
G
Fallin' like a feather with a silent shout
F (Power chord)
Now they're headed
Em
All the way down
Am C G x2
Way out in the woods where the Eastbrook roars
Nicks got his eye on a generous score
"We'll get in we'll get out we'll get out of these sticks
Out to California with a golden fix"
But at the house at the end of a long dirt road
There's a man whose hands have never been slow
He's been thinkin' a time before he got so deep
Between the money and the pills he can't get no sleep
And it looks like now they're headed
All the way down
So it's knock knock knock and the screen door swung
She's standing in the moonlight looking so young
Says she's broke down and she needs a lift
Nick's around the corner with a gun on his hip
When the shots come ringin' they ring to loud
Three holes in his jacket Nick's on the ground
She looks at him now all covered in blood
Pulls him in close her one true love
And it looks like now they're headed
All the way down
Down where the angels don't dare to dance
Across the cold river of a hearts last chance
Singin' with the devil to a pale half-moon
Howlin' with the wolves now a desperate tune
Down at the bottom of a wishless well
An aimless roam a shameless dwell
Fallin' like a feather with a silent shout
Now they're headed
All the way down
Am C G x2
Am C G x2
Am C G
Glass in her hand she ponders and paces
Plottin' escape from rocks and hard places
She says "Nick it ain't always been this hard
I'm tired of this livin' lets take whats ours"
Nick is just a boy in an old mans town
Schoolin' didn't suit him so he dropped right out
He looks at her now all ragged and sick
Pulls her in close says "we'll get rich quick"
F (Power chord)
And it looks like now they're headed
Em
All the way down
Am C G x2
Now they both been scratchin' since they turned 16
Pickin' that cotton just to hush those screams
Times runnin' short and lucks runnin' thin
Nicks gotta gun and a greedy man's grin
There's a little ol' lady all skin and bones
He got a tip she's gotta script and she's livin' alone
So they pay a little visit and they get away clean
Nobody got hurt nobody got seen
And it looks like now they're headed
All the way down
Am C G x2
F (Strum once)
Down where the angels don't dare to dance
Am
Across the cold river of a hearts last chance
G
Singin' with the devil to a pale half-moon
F (Power chord) G (Power chord)
Howlin' with the wolves now a desperate tune
F
Down at the bottom of a wishless well
Am
An aimless roam a shameless dwell
G
Fallin' like a feather with a silent shout
F (Power chord)
Now they're headed
Em
All the way down
Am C G x2
Way out in the woods where the Eastbrook roars
Nicks got his eye on a generous score
"We'll get in we'll get out we'll get out of these sticks
Out to California with a golden fix"
But at the house at the end of a long dirt road
There's a man whose hands have never been slow
He's been thinkin' a time before he got so deep
Between the money and the pills he can't get no sleep
And it looks like now they're headed
All the way down
So it's knock knock knock and the screen door swung
She's standing in the moonlight looking so young
Says she's broke down and she needs a lift
Nick's around the corner with a gun on his hip
When the shots come ringin' they ring to loud
Three holes in his jacket Nick's on the ground
She looks at him now all covered in blood
Pulls him in close her one true love
And it looks like now they're headed
All the way down
Down where the angels don't dare to dance
Across the cold river of a hearts last chance
Singin' with the devil to a pale half-moon
Howlin' with the wolves now a desperate tune
Down at the bottom of a wishless well
An aimless roam a shameless dwell
Fallin' like a feather with a silent shout
Now they're headed
All the way down
Am C G x2
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