Biografía:
El sonido de estos chicos encuentra sus raíces en la tradición country y folk, con matices que hacen del suyo un sonido personalísimo: tempos lentos y letárgicos, lánguidas guitarras, y la evocativa, preciosa voz de Margo Timmins.
"Cuando empezamos, nuestro principal objetivo no era durar mucho como grupo, sino que lo hiciera la musica", afirma el compositor y guitarrista Michael Timmins. "Teníamos la esperanza de que nuestra sinceridad se contemplara a través de las canciones".
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Otras canciones:
- Sweet Jane
- 200 More Miles
- A Common Disaster
- A Horse In The Country
- Angel Mine
- Cause Cheap Is How I Feel
- Close My Eyes
- Cowboy Junkies Lament
- Escape Is So Simple
- Fuck I Hate The Cold
- Good Friday
- He Will Call You Baby
- Hold On To Me
- Hollow As A Bone
- If You Were The Woman
- Im So Lonesome I Could Cry
- Lament
- Lay It Down
- Lonely Sinking Feeling
- Lost My Driving Wheel
- Misguided Angel
- Murder Tonight In The Trailer Park
- Musical Key
- My Wild Child
- No Long Journey Home
- One Soul Now
- Oregon Hill
- Pale Sun
- Renmin Park
- Ring On The Sill
- River Waltz
- Sad To See The Season Go
- Simon Keeper
- Something More Besides You
- Southern Rain
- Sun Comes Up Its Tuesday Morning
- The Last Spike
- The Slide
- Thirty Summers
- This Street That Man This Life
- Those Final Feet
- Thousand Year Prayer
- To Hunting Ground From City
- To Lay Me Down
- To Live Is To Fly
- To Love Is To Bury
- Where Are You Tonight
¡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!
Pale Sun
by Michael Timmins (from the Cowboy Junkies web site)
Am Em
Fifty miles from Dakota territory
C E Am
Cheyenne scalp hangs from his belt
Am Em
Found him alone washing in the Bighorn
C E Am
a steady aim and he bagged his game
Dm Am
Pale sun falls without contest
Dm Am
Here is obedient darkness
G Am
He will not return
Am Em
White Cadillac, white man at the wheel,
C E Am
white faces on the mountain, wounds that will never heal
Am Em
Black clouds overhead, old man says looks like rain
C E Am
Thieves' Road winds to the Black Hills sign says South Dakota, U.S.A.
Dm Am
Grass plains stretch to the horizon,
Dm Am
not a soul can be found on them
G Am
They will not return
Bb C C Bb A Am7 A Bb Am7 Bb A
Bb C C Bb A Am7 A Bb Am7 A
Am Em
Old rusted pickup and a mad dog in the yard,
C E Am
purple paint peels but fails to reveal the bitterness that grows inside
Am Em
Cloud of dust in the distance, strange knock beneath my hood
C E Am
Is it better to have words left unsaid than to have words misunderstood?
Dm Am
Pale sun falls without contest
Dm Am
Here is obedient darkness
G Am
It will return
G Am
I know it will return
G Am
It will return.
by Michael Timmins (from the Cowboy Junkies web site)
Am Em
Fifty miles from Dakota territory
C E Am
Cheyenne scalp hangs from his belt
Am Em
Found him alone washing in the Bighorn
C E Am
a steady aim and he bagged his game
Dm Am
Pale sun falls without contest
Dm Am
Here is obedient darkness
G Am
He will not return
Am Em
White Cadillac, white man at the wheel,
C E Am
white faces on the mountain, wounds that will never heal
Am Em
Black clouds overhead, old man says looks like rain
C E Am
Thieves' Road winds to the Black Hills sign says South Dakota, U.S.A.
Dm Am
Grass plains stretch to the horizon,
Dm Am
not a soul can be found on them
G Am
They will not return
Bb C C Bb A Am7 A Bb Am7 Bb A
Bb C C Bb A Am7 A Bb Am7 A
Am Em
Old rusted pickup and a mad dog in the yard,
C E Am
purple paint peels but fails to reveal the bitterness that grows inside
Am Em
Cloud of dust in the distance, strange knock beneath my hood
C E Am
Is it better to have words left unsaid than to have words misunderstood?
Dm Am
Pale sun falls without contest
Dm Am
Here is obedient darkness
G Am
It will return
G Am
I know it will return
G Am
It will return.
Craig David
Craig Morgan
Craig Owens
Craig Robertson
Craig Wedren
Creeper
Crewkulele
Cri-cri
Criolo
Cristian Castro