Biografía:
Amazing Rhythm Aces
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The Amazing Rhythm Aces is an American music group. The band has characterized their music as "American Music" — rock, country, blues, folk, reggae and Latino. They are best known for their 1970s hit "Third Rate Romance".
The Aces were first a local band in Knoxville, Tennessee in the late 1960s early 1970s although they went by another name. The band consisted of founding members Russell Smith, Jeff Davis, and Butch McDade.
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Chords For The Amazing Rhythm Aces
The End Is Not In Sight
G C G
Oh I knew it all along, I'd have to come back home
G C
G
Because this living on the road only makes me tired and so
G Em C G
Like a bird without a nest, like and stranger in the night
G C G
My soul cries out for rest and the end is not in sight
Break
G C
G
Tastes like sweet magnolia wine, honey dripping from her mouth
G C
G
Oh that sweet little gal of mine, she's the finest in the south
G Em C G
Now the days are getting longer, nights are getting colder
G C
G
I just want to go back home and lay my head upon her shoulder
Break
G C G
Oh I knew it all along, I'd have to come back home
G C
G
Because this living on the road only makes me tired and so
G Em C G
Like a bird without a nest, like and stranger in the night
G C G
My soul cries out for rest and the end is not in sight
This Song Rocks Please Rate
The End Is Not In Sight
G C G
Oh I knew it all along, I'd have to come back home
G C
G
Because this living on the road only makes me tired and so
G Em C G
Like a bird without a nest, like and stranger in the night
G C G
My soul cries out for rest and the end is not in sight
Break
G C
G
Tastes like sweet magnolia wine, honey dripping from her mouth
G C
G
Oh that sweet little gal of mine, she's the finest in the south
G Em C G
Now the days are getting longer, nights are getting colder
G C
G
I just want to go back home and lay my head upon her shoulder
Break
G C G
Oh I knew it all along, I'd have to come back home
G C
G
Because this living on the road only makes me tired and so
G Em C G
Like a bird without a nest, like and stranger in the night
G C G
My soul cries out for rest and the end is not in sight
This Song Rocks Please Rate
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