Biografía:
Cory Branan is a singer/songwriter, born in Southaven, Mississippi. He garnered comparisons to Ryan Adams, Pete Yorn, and Bright Eyes' Conor Oberst with the release of his 2002 debut album The Hell You Say.
By his teens, Branan was playing hard rock and heavy metal, eventually fronting a Black Sabbath cover band. In his early 20s he began to explore the music of John Prine, a move which urged him to pick up a guitar and start writing songs. In 2000, the Memphis chapter of NARAS awarded Branan with the Phillips Award for "Newcomer of the Year.
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The Corner
by Cory Branan
Capo 2
Chords below are relative to capo
D A G Bm
e|-0- e|-3- e|-x - e|-0-
B|-1- B|-0- B|-x- B|-1-
G|-0- G|-0- G|-2- G|-2-
D|-2- D|-0- D|-3- D|-2-
A|-3- A|-2- A|-x- A|-0-
E|-3- E|-3- E|-1- E|-0-
D A G A
Out on the corner of what I want, and what I intend to get
D A G A
day drinking and dreaming of you, I let
D A G A
the ashtray smoke my last cigarette
Once I had a casual acquaintance with my impending doom
years ago he promised me some day soon
I'd howl at the moon from room to room
G D
I ain't transcending much of nothing
A D
I've been down in it, I ain't free
Bm G D
Weren't no experiment - these seven years they went
A D (progressively down to G) C# B A G
like a life out of me
Clowning on the corner of almost gone but maybe not just yet
there's still a little left to pawn and the bones aren't set
The cast is slack, the plaster's wet
Stepping up the escalator singing hell I am out of here
past the predetermined terminals of tears
the wings are warm, the runway's clear
I ain't transcending much of nothing
I'm still down in it, I ain't free
Weren't no experiment - these seven years they went
like a life out of me
Maybe all the world's a hollow recreation, my desperate bretheren
hallowed blue hallucination we play to win
put your right foot out, put your right foot in
But it's a useful little illusion that'll lose you for a song
in the beautiful confusion you've been down and counting on
and it's a useful little illusion that'll lose you for a song
in the beautiful confusion you've been down and counting on
I ain't transcending nothing
I'm still down in it, I ain't free
weren't no experiment - hell every tear was ran
like a life out of me
Out on the corner what I want, what I intend to get
day drinking and dreaming of you, I let
the ashtray smoke my last cigarette
by Cory Branan
Capo 2
Chords below are relative to capo
D A G Bm
e|-0- e|-3- e|-x - e|-0-
B|-1- B|-0- B|-x- B|-1-
G|-0- G|-0- G|-2- G|-2-
D|-2- D|-0- D|-3- D|-2-
A|-3- A|-2- A|-x- A|-0-
E|-3- E|-3- E|-1- E|-0-
D A G A
Out on the corner of what I want, and what I intend to get
D A G A
day drinking and dreaming of you, I let
D A G A
the ashtray smoke my last cigarette
Once I had a casual acquaintance with my impending doom
years ago he promised me some day soon
I'd howl at the moon from room to room
G D
I ain't transcending much of nothing
A D
I've been down in it, I ain't free
Bm G D
Weren't no experiment - these seven years they went
A D (progressively down to G) C# B A G
like a life out of me
Clowning on the corner of almost gone but maybe not just yet
there's still a little left to pawn and the bones aren't set
The cast is slack, the plaster's wet
Stepping up the escalator singing hell I am out of here
past the predetermined terminals of tears
the wings are warm, the runway's clear
I ain't transcending much of nothing
I'm still down in it, I ain't free
Weren't no experiment - these seven years they went
like a life out of me
Maybe all the world's a hollow recreation, my desperate bretheren
hallowed blue hallucination we play to win
put your right foot out, put your right foot in
But it's a useful little illusion that'll lose you for a song
in the beautiful confusion you've been down and counting on
and it's a useful little illusion that'll lose you for a song
in the beautiful confusion you've been down and counting on
I ain't transcending nothing
I'm still down in it, I ain't free
weren't no experiment - hell every tear was ran
like a life out of me
Out on the corner what I want, what I intend to get
day drinking and dreaming of you, I let
the ashtray smoke my last cigarette
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