Biografía:
Holly Williams is an American singer/songwriter born on March 12, 1981 in the small town of Cullman, Alabama. She is the granddaughter of Hank Williams, is the daughter of Hank Williams, Jr and the half-sister of Hank Williams III.
Read more about her on her official Website: http://www.hollywilliams.com.
Read more on Last.fm
Otras canciones:
- A Good Man
- A Love I Think Will Last
- Alone
- As It Should Be
- Between Your Lines
- Blue Is My Heart
- Drinkin
- Everybodys Waiting For A Change
- Gone Away From Me
- Hes Making A Fool Out Of You
- I Hold On
- Keep The Change
- Railroads
- Rodeo Road
- Sometimes
- The Highway
- Three Days In Bed
- Til It Runs Dry
- Waiting On June
- Without Jesus Here With Me
- Without You
¡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!
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I'm packing up to sing my songs, all these towns blend into one,
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I'm somewhere in Madrid.
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I got here on crowded trains with old guitars and a famous name,
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Running like a kid, I'm running like a kid.
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I carry 'round this old backpack full of CD's and Kerouac,
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Living on the road.
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I left my heart on the coast of Wales with the boy I met at The Last Hotel
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But I had to let him go.
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And that's when I was searching, I'm not searching anymore
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And that's when I was learning about the things worth living for
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Before I was open, before I knew I couldn't live a day
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Without you
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Without you
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So I moved out west where the starlets play on the boulevards of West LA
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And I tried to make a name.
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But it never felt like home to me so I drove three days back to Tennessee
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In a slow and steady rain.
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And that's when I was searching, I'm not searching anymore
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And that's when I was learning about the things worth living for
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Before I was open, before I knew I couldn't live a day
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Without you
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Without you
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Without you in the morning, to love me another day
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Without you in the evening, when the colors start to fade
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Without you on the plane ride to hold my hand and pray
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Without you standing here when you could've walked away
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And now I'm not searching, I'm not searching anymore
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And now I'm still learning about the things worth living for
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I am here, I am open, and now I know I couldn't live a day
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Without you
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Without you
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I'm packing up to sing my songs, all these towns blend into one
Am F C G
I'm packing up to sing my songs, all these towns blend into one,
Am F C G
I'm somewhere in Madrid.
Am F C G
I got here on crowded trains with old guitars and a famous name,
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Running like a kid, I'm running like a kid.
Am F C G
I carry 'round this old backpack full of CD's and Kerouac,
Am F C G
Living on the road.
Am F C G
I left my heart on the coast of Wales with the boy I met at The Last Hotel
Am F C G
But I had to let him go.
Am F C G
And that's when I was searching, I'm not searching anymore
Am F C G
And that's when I was learning about the things worth living for
Am F C G F G (- STOP)
Before I was open, before I knew I couldn't live a day
Am F C G
Without you
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Without you
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So I moved out west where the starlets play on the boulevards of West LA
Am F C G
And I tried to make a name.
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But it never felt like home to me so I drove three days back to Tennessee
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In a slow and steady rain.
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And that's when I was searching, I'm not searching anymore
Am F C G
And that's when I was learning about the things worth living for
Am F C G F G (- STOP)
Before I was open, before I knew I couldn't live a day
Am F C G
Without you
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Without you
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Without you in the morning, to love me another day
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Without you in the evening, when the colors start to fade
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Without you on the plane ride to hold my hand and pray
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Without you standing here when you could've walked away
Am F C G
And now I'm not searching, I'm not searching anymore
Am F C G
And now I'm still learning about the things worth living for
Am F C G F G (- STOP)
I am here, I am open, and now I know I couldn't live a day
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Without you
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Without you
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I'm packing up to sing my songs, all these towns blend into one
Hollywood Porn S (...)
Holy Ghost!
Holy Holy
Holy Locust
Holy Mattress Mo (...)
Home Town Hero
Homeless Mustard
Homens da Luta
Homer Cang
Homero