Biografía:
A singer and songwriter of uncommon resonance, Doug Burr was born in 1972 in Dallas, TX, growing up in a Southern Baptist family, the spiritual residue of which has been a lifelong influence on his musical endeavors. Burr took up the guitar at age 16, and by 18 he was writing songs. After a dozen or so years of home recording, open mikes, church performances, and coffeehouse gigs in the Dallas-Fort Worth region, he began fronting the roots rock band the Lonelies.
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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!
[Verse 1]
C G
I lay awake for a night
F Am G
Drenched in anguish and bright light
F C
I dreamt about an ancient house
G C
And a slow Southern home
[Verse 2]
C G
I was there, and so were you
F Am G
Not a word was spoke, nothing new
F C
It was old, all was known
G C
Like a sheep to the fold
[Verse 3]
C G
A blind man sang, bells of joy
F Am G
I was a stranger, but still a boy
F C
My parents dead, the vines had grown
G C
Through my slow Southern home
[Verse 4]
C G
In those eyes, I had no name
F Am G
They had seen fear, and all was vain
F C
Bells of joy he did sing
G C
His noise did ring and ring and ring
[Verse 5]
C G
And everyone must come back
F Am G
The flames have risen, the plumes were black
F C
And if you're welcomed home by friends
G C
It won't ever be the same again
C G
I lay awake for a night
F Am G
Drenched in anguish and bright light
F C
I dreamt about an ancient house
G C
And a slow Southern home
[Verse 2]
C G
I was there, and so were you
F Am G
Not a word was spoke, nothing new
F C
It was old, all was known
G C
Like a sheep to the fold
[Verse 3]
C G
A blind man sang, bells of joy
F Am G
I was a stranger, but still a boy
F C
My parents dead, the vines had grown
G C
Through my slow Southern home
[Verse 4]
C G
In those eyes, I had no name
F Am G
They had seen fear, and all was vain
F C
Bells of joy he did sing
G C
His noise did ring and ring and ring
[Verse 5]
C G
And everyone must come back
F Am G
The flames have risen, the plumes were black
F C
And if you're welcomed home by friends
G C
It won't ever be the same again
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