Biografía:
Limbeck was an alternative country band from Orange County, California signed to Doghouse Records. Formed in 1999 the band comprised Robb MacLean on vocals and guitar, Patrick Carrie on guitar and vocals, Justin Entsminger on bass and Jon Phillip on drums and percussion. Though the band largely ceased touring and recording by 2010, they have continued to reunite for several shows and mini-tours. Band members Carrie and MacLean are members of The Young Dudes.
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One of my favorite songs from one of my favorite bands. It's simple and catchy. Listen
to it for strumming patterns/pick-up notes. Some of the rhythms get a little awkward.
Standard tuning.
A Bm D G
Thanks for the ride to the airport
My head got stuck out the window
And it felt so good, but I've never had
That kind of luck on my way home
Gb G A Bm A
When I got out, you were there
Knockin my front door
The cold gets in the things you wear
So good, it's that time again
A Bm D G
Well, thanks for stopping by the river
So i could run to take it in
For all the days we waste, here's one to remember
The first day of October
Gb G A Bm A
When I got out, you were there
Knockin my front door
The cold gets in the things you wear
So good, it's that time again
A Bm D G
So good, it's that time again
So good
Bm Gb G A
It don't mean much
We never had a chance
We're out of touch
The space between, it spells it out
It don't mean much
We never had a chance
We're out of touch
Gb G A Bm A
When I got out, you were there
Knockin on the front door
The cold gets in the things you wear
So good, it's that time again
A Bm D G
So good, it's that time again
So good, it's that time again
So good, it's that time again
So good
end on Bm
to it for strumming patterns/pick-up notes. Some of the rhythms get a little awkward.
Standard tuning.
A Bm D G
Thanks for the ride to the airport
My head got stuck out the window
And it felt so good, but I've never had
That kind of luck on my way home
Gb G A Bm A
When I got out, you were there
Knockin my front door
The cold gets in the things you wear
So good, it's that time again
A Bm D G
Well, thanks for stopping by the river
So i could run to take it in
For all the days we waste, here's one to remember
The first day of October
Gb G A Bm A
When I got out, you were there
Knockin my front door
The cold gets in the things you wear
So good, it's that time again
A Bm D G
So good, it's that time again
So good
Bm Gb G A
It don't mean much
We never had a chance
We're out of touch
The space between, it spells it out
It don't mean much
We never had a chance
We're out of touch
Gb G A Bm A
When I got out, you were there
Knockin on the front door
The cold gets in the things you wear
So good, it's that time again
A Bm D G
So good, it's that time again
So good, it's that time again
So good, it's that time again
So good
end on Bm
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