Biografía:
A The Devil Makes Three é um banda estadunidense, de Santa Cruz, Califórnia. Surgiu em 2002 e é conhecida por tocar um som bem interessante, diferente. Eles desempenham um tipo de música acústica conhecida por alguns como o Punk Folk, que engloba uma mistura de Bluegrass, old time music, Country, Folk, Blues, Jazz, Ragtime e Rockabilly. A banda é formada pelo guitarrista Pete Bernhard, a contrabaixista Lucia Turino e o guitarrista e tocador de banjo Cooper McBean.
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Otras canciones:
- A Moment's Rest
- All Hail
- Cheap Reward
- Do Wrong Right
- Gracefully Face Down
- Graveyard
- Ol Number Seven
- Ten Feet Tall
- The Bullet
- They Call That Religion
- A Moments Rest
- Aces And Twos
- Bad Idea
- Bangor Mash
- Beneath The Piano
- Car Wreck
- Chained To The Couch
- Chains Are Broken
- Champagne And Reefer
- Chase The Feeling
- Dragging Chains
- For Good Again
- For My Family
- Forty Days
- Goodbye Old Friend
- Gracefully Facedown
- Hallelu
- Hand Back Down
- Help Yourself
- I Gotta Get Drunk
- Im Gonna Get High
- Johnson Family
- Judgement Day
- Man Tap
- Mr Midnight
- Native Son
- Never Learn
- Nobodys Dirty Business
- North Carolina
- Old Number 7
- Paint My Face
- Poison Trees
- River Deep
- Robot
- Shades
- Spinning Like A Top
- St James
- Statesboro Blues
- Stranger
- The Angel Of Death
- The Plank
- Therell Be A Jubilee
- To The Hilt
- Tow
- Uncle Harveys Plane
- What Would You Give In Exchange For Your Soul
- Working Mans Blues
¡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!
The Devil Makes Three
-Working Man's Blues
from: Do Wrong Right
Capo 2
Bm
They say times are gettin' hard on a workin' man
F# Bm
Well they say times are gettin' hard on a workin' man
D F#
I don't care what time it is
Bm E
I want what's mine and not what's his
D F# Bm
I wanna pull my wagon with my own two hands
They say there's not near enough here to go around
They say there's not near enough here to go around
I don't mind sharin' bread and supper
But when it comes to tobacco it's each man's own
And if you brought your own bottle,
Come on and sit right down
Sometimes it seems like everybody wants to bring you down
Yeah sometimes it seems like everybody wants to bring you down
Don't go home and slash your wrists
Come out fightin' with both your fists
I know you don't believe me,
But things sure could turn around
Seems like I've been down this lonesome road before
Seems like I've been down this lonesome road before
Sometimes I get to movin' and I fall down flat
You know you I took a beatin' but I ain't dyin' yet
Something keeps me gettin' up and coming back for more
Well they say times are gettin' hard on a workin' man
Yeah they say times are gettin' hard on a workin' man
I don't care what time it is
I want what's mine and not what's his
I wanna pull my wagon with my own two hands
I wanna pull my wagon with my own two hands
-Working Man's Blues
from: Do Wrong Right
Capo 2
Bm
They say times are gettin' hard on a workin' man
F# Bm
Well they say times are gettin' hard on a workin' man
D F#
I don't care what time it is
Bm E
I want what's mine and not what's his
D F# Bm
I wanna pull my wagon with my own two hands
They say there's not near enough here to go around
They say there's not near enough here to go around
I don't mind sharin' bread and supper
But when it comes to tobacco it's each man's own
And if you brought your own bottle,
Come on and sit right down
Sometimes it seems like everybody wants to bring you down
Yeah sometimes it seems like everybody wants to bring you down
Don't go home and slash your wrists
Come out fightin' with both your fists
I know you don't believe me,
But things sure could turn around
Seems like I've been down this lonesome road before
Seems like I've been down this lonesome road before
Sometimes I get to movin' and I fall down flat
You know you I took a beatin' but I ain't dyin' yet
Something keeps me gettin' up and coming back for more
Well they say times are gettin' hard on a workin' man
Yeah they say times are gettin' hard on a workin' man
I don't care what time it is
I want what's mine and not what's his
I wanna pull my wagon with my own two hands
I wanna pull my wagon with my own two hands
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