Biografía:
Blitzen Trapper es un grupo de folk/rock experimental procedente de Portland, Oregon. Con claras influencias de Beck y Wilco, ésta banda debutó en 2003 con un disco homónimo que se situó inmediatamente entre lo más destacado en la escena del country alternativo estadounidense. Posteriormente han grabado los discos Field Rexx (2004), Wild Mountain Nation (2007) y Furr (2008).
Sus miembros son Eric Earley (voces, guitarra, teclados); Erik Menteer (guitarra
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Otras canciones:
- Black River Killer
- Furr
- God and Suicide
- Across The River
- American Goldwing
- Astronaut
- Badgers Black Brigade
- Big Black Bird
- Country Caravan
- Dont Be A Stranger
- Dragons Song
- Drive On Up
- Evening Star
- Ever Loved Once
- Fletcher
- Girl In A Coat
- God Suicide
- Gold For Bread
- Heaven And Earth
- Jericho
- Lady On The Water
- Laughing Lover
- Lonesome Angel
- Love Grow Cold
- Love The Way You Walk Away
- Might Find It Cheap
- Mission Moon
- My Home Town
- Not Your Lover
- Rebel
- Reno
- Saturday Nite
- Sci
- Silver Moon
- Sleepytime In The Western World
- Stolen Shoes And A Rifle
- Stranger In A Strange Land
- Taking It Easy Too Long
- Texaco
- The Man Who Would Speak True
- The Tree
- Thirsty Man
- Valley Of Death
- Wild Mountain Nation
- Wild Mountain Nation Live Acoustic
- Wind Dont Always Blow
¡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!
Basic Chords to great song. SO yes...
G,C,G
G C
We ride these waters dark and dusty
G C
So ride my people ride
G C
With your muskets aimed at the falling rain
Am G Dm
Cause the city aint no place to hide
C G
Oh my sisters in the boat behind baby,
C G
Curse the crimes
C G Dm F
My lovers mind is made, is made
C G
And I think its time we get on board
G,C,G,C
A D
I left my home and all my money to
A D
Rustling with the wind
A A/Ab A/F# A/E
On an lone goldwing goin cross the ocean
Bm A E
Cause I heard that its a heck of a swim
D A
Well my sister left to be an Indians bride
D A
Curse the times made me
D A Em G
Curse the tides that rise that ride
D A
Aint it funny how the time just flies
Em G D A
Oh lord Oh lord Well I think its time we get on board
D A
Well my gaskets blown from striking the stone
D A D A
Curse the cave where I was made
Em G D A
I know I know Ill be staying if the wind dont blow
Em G D A
Oh lord oh lord I think its time we get on board.
A D
So get your Harley Goldwing 1980
A D
Ride my baby ride
A A/Ab A/F# A/E
Oh so low pass the devils gate
Bm A E
And up through the valley below
D A
Well my sisters playing in a rock n roll band
D A D A
Baby curse the sky, Curse the land
Em G D A
Its true its true that Im only just passing through
Em G D A
Oh lord, oh lord I think its time to get on board
Em G D A
I know I know Ill be staying if the wind dont blow
Em G D A
Oh lord oh lord I think its time to get on board.
G,C,G
G C
We ride these waters dark and dusty
G C
So ride my people ride
G C
With your muskets aimed at the falling rain
Am G Dm
Cause the city aint no place to hide
C G
Oh my sisters in the boat behind baby,
C G
Curse the crimes
C G Dm F
My lovers mind is made, is made
C G
And I think its time we get on board
G,C,G,C
A D
I left my home and all my money to
A D
Rustling with the wind
A A/Ab A/F# A/E
On an lone goldwing goin cross the ocean
Bm A E
Cause I heard that its a heck of a swim
D A
Well my sister left to be an Indians bride
D A
Curse the times made me
D A Em G
Curse the tides that rise that ride
D A
Aint it funny how the time just flies
Em G D A
Oh lord Oh lord Well I think its time we get on board
D A
Well my gaskets blown from striking the stone
D A D A
Curse the cave where I was made
Em G D A
I know I know Ill be staying if the wind dont blow
Em G D A
Oh lord oh lord I think its time we get on board.
A D
So get your Harley Goldwing 1980
A D
Ride my baby ride
A A/Ab A/F# A/E
Oh so low pass the devils gate
Bm A E
And up through the valley below
D A
Well my sisters playing in a rock n roll band
D A D A
Baby curse the sky, Curse the land
Em G D A
Its true its true that Im only just passing through
Em G D A
Oh lord, oh lord I think its time to get on board
Em G D A
I know I know Ill be staying if the wind dont blow
Em G D A
Oh lord oh lord I think its time to get on board.
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