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!
Great song by Chris Ross, about the effects war can have on a person
CAPO 3RD!
On the verses, continually play a G, but after each line, just mess around
hammering on and pulling off on the 2nd fret (in relation to the capo) of the A string
G
This here's a town where the roads get mighty slick kid
C
Keep your nose upon the grindin' stone like the ones behind ya did
G
Dontcha dare get caught a staring 'cross that Hancock County line
C
'Less the faces of your fathers be forgotten in the shine
Em C
So you wise up real quick to the workin's of the real world and you join up with old Uncle Sam
Em C D
She tells you she's late so you marry a nice girl and it don't always go how you planned
G
In your America man
So you run off to the desert so sure of black and white
And you find out real fast it ain't all stars and stripes
And the man that's in the mirror he is braver than most
But he still gets scared of the Holy Ghost
So you see a few things that you'll never get rid of and you leave a few friends in the sand
Every day there's more takin' than givin' and it just don't feel
Like your America man
Em
You remember you were young you were Clark Kent sittin'
G
On a cloud up high weren't no politician
Em
Tell you who you could love or lead you to bleed
C D
Tell you when you could speak or what you should be
Em
You remember you were young and your mama said "Listen
G
This world ain't nothin if it ain't worth wishin"
Em
We're all real lucky to share this land
C D
It ain't just home
G
It's your America man
So you feel a little guilty cause you're home in one peice
Sometimes at night you still hear the screams
Your woman she's a tryin' but you're makin' it hard
Your drinkin' in the mornin' and it's gone too far
So you get your first divorce in the fall and you see that kid whenever you can
And you try to make some sense of it all but it just don't feel
Like your America man
You remember you were young you were Clark Kent sittin'
On a cloud up high weren't no politician
Tell you who you could love or lead you to bleed
Tell you when you could speak or what you should be
You remember you were young and your mama said "Listen
This world ain't nothin if it ain't worth wishin"
We're all real lucky to share this land
It ain't just home
It's your America man
So you got some good work fishin' outta the harbor
And it sure feels good to be back on the water
You're six steps in you got six steps left
One day at a time you're comin' back to yourself
And your boy he's a growin' up so fast he tells you he's startin' a band
You can't help but smile and tell him you love him
Cause it ain't just yours
It's his America man
You remember you were young you were Clark Kent sittin'
On a cloud up high weren't no politician
Tell you who you could love or lead you to bleed
Tell you when you could speak or what you should be
You remember you were young and your mama said "Listen
This world ain't nothin if it ain't worth wishin"
We're all real lucky to share this land
It ain't just home
No it ain't just home
No it ain't just home
It's our America man
CAPO 3RD!
On the verses, continually play a G, but after each line, just mess around
hammering on and pulling off on the 2nd fret (in relation to the capo) of the A string
G
This here's a town where the roads get mighty slick kid
C
Keep your nose upon the grindin' stone like the ones behind ya did
G
Dontcha dare get caught a staring 'cross that Hancock County line
C
'Less the faces of your fathers be forgotten in the shine
Em C
So you wise up real quick to the workin's of the real world and you join up with old Uncle Sam
Em C D
She tells you she's late so you marry a nice girl and it don't always go how you planned
G
In your America man
So you run off to the desert so sure of black and white
And you find out real fast it ain't all stars and stripes
And the man that's in the mirror he is braver than most
But he still gets scared of the Holy Ghost
So you see a few things that you'll never get rid of and you leave a few friends in the sand
Every day there's more takin' than givin' and it just don't feel
Like your America man
Em
You remember you were young you were Clark Kent sittin'
G
On a cloud up high weren't no politician
Em
Tell you who you could love or lead you to bleed
C D
Tell you when you could speak or what you should be
Em
You remember you were young and your mama said "Listen
G
This world ain't nothin if it ain't worth wishin"
Em
We're all real lucky to share this land
C D
It ain't just home
G
It's your America man
So you feel a little guilty cause you're home in one peice
Sometimes at night you still hear the screams
Your woman she's a tryin' but you're makin' it hard
Your drinkin' in the mornin' and it's gone too far
So you get your first divorce in the fall and you see that kid whenever you can
And you try to make some sense of it all but it just don't feel
Like your America man
You remember you were young you were Clark Kent sittin'
On a cloud up high weren't no politician
Tell you who you could love or lead you to bleed
Tell you when you could speak or what you should be
You remember you were young and your mama said "Listen
This world ain't nothin if it ain't worth wishin"
We're all real lucky to share this land
It ain't just home
It's your America man
So you got some good work fishin' outta the harbor
And it sure feels good to be back on the water
You're six steps in you got six steps left
One day at a time you're comin' back to yourself
And your boy he's a growin' up so fast he tells you he's startin' a band
You can't help but smile and tell him you love him
Cause it ain't just yours
It's his America man
You remember you were young you were Clark Kent sittin'
On a cloud up high weren't no politician
Tell you who you could love or lead you to bleed
Tell you when you could speak or what you should be
You remember you were young and your mama said "Listen
This world ain't nothin if it ain't worth wishin"
We're all real lucky to share this land
It ain't just home
No it ain't just home
No it ain't just home
It's our America man
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