Biografía:
The Deslondes (formerly Sam Doores + Riley Downing & The Tumbleweeds) are a New Orleans-based country-soul, swamp-boogie band. They combine elements of early Stax, Sun and Atlantic records with the influence of a more raw, stripped-down sound gleaned off field recordings from Alan Lomax and Mississippi Records catalogue.
In their writing as well as their lives, The Deslondes three principal songwriters—Sam Doores, Riley Downing and Cameron Snyder—endeavor to carry on the traveling country-troubadour tradition of their heroes Woody Guthrie
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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]
C Am
Like a stone I'm bound to crumble
C Am
Like an oak I was grown to fall
F Am
But all her ways just make me humble
F Am G
She ain't afraid to face it all
[Verse]
C Am
Like a train I was made to ramble
C Am
Like an old dog I often stray
F Am
Though all my days have seen me stumble
F Am G
I saw the light and I walked her way
[Verse]
C Am
There's always been children who die for hunger
C Am
There'll always be men who'll kill for greed
F Am
But if these things, they ain't your will, Lord
F Am G
You must feel humble just like me
[Verse]
C Am
There's a town though which I travel
C Am
And in that town a girl I know
F Am
And in that girl a heart of gravel
F Am G
And in that heart my only home
C Am
Like a stone I'm bound to crumble
C Am
Like an oak I was grown to fall
F Am
But all her ways just make me humble
F Am G
She ain't afraid to face it all
[Verse]
C Am
Like a train I was made to ramble
C Am
Like an old dog I often stray
F Am
Though all my days have seen me stumble
F Am G
I saw the light and I walked her way
[Verse]
C Am
There's always been children who die for hunger
C Am
There'll always be men who'll kill for greed
F Am
But if these things, they ain't your will, Lord
F Am G
You must feel humble just like me
[Verse]
C Am
There's a town though which I travel
C Am
And in that town a girl I know
F Am
And in that girl a heart of gravel
F Am G
And in that heart my only home
The Dharmas
The Dials
The Dickies
The Dicks
The Dig
The Dirty Youth
The Disciplines
The Disco Biscui (...)
The Dismembermen (...)
The Dispatch