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!
[Intro]
G G
[Verse]
G C
Mornings feel so damn sad these days
F C G
Without the call of the eight-fifteen.
G C
That old familiar echo has finally died away
F C G
Leaving nothing but a chill where there once was a mighty scream.
[Chorus]
C G
And I've watched the flat cars take away our timber.
C G
I've watched the coal cars steal our rock.
Am Em
And now that we've got nothing left to take we're told
F C
That the wheels will stop turning, the whistles will stop blowing,
C Em7 Em G
That this foolish dream must stop.
[Verse]
G C
Last year they closed down the post office,
F C G
Took the only flag we had in town.
G C
That old brick building still stands like a cenotaph
F C G
To a vision lost and buried in a very distant past.
[Chorus]
C G
And I've watched the flat cars take away our timber.
C G
I've watched the coal cars steal our rock.
Am Em
And now that we've got nothing left to take we're told
F C
That the wheels will stop turning, the whistles will stop blowing,
C Em7 Em G
That this foolish dream must stop.
[Bridge]
Dm Am C G
The longest train I've ever seen was the train that you were on.
Dm Am C G
I walked you to the station, we kissed and you were gone.
F Bb A
I dream at night about you coming home.
E G
The train in the station, your uniform on fire
D C
As you stepped onto the platform the band plays a little louder,
Bm Am G
And as we embrace your cap falls off.
Am C G
O-o-oh, I guess this foolish dream must stop.
[Verse]
G C
Mornings feel so damn sad these days
F C G
Without the call of the eight-fifteen.
G C
Looks like this town is finally gonna die away
F C G
Leaving nothing but broken promises where there once was small town dreams
[Chorus]
C G
And I've watched the flat cars take away our timber.
C G
I've watched the coal cars steal our rock.
Am Em
And now that we've got nothing left to take we're told
F C
That the Tv station will be closing main street windows will need boarding
C Em7 Am G
That this foolish dream must stop.
G G
[Verse]
G C
Mornings feel so damn sad these days
F C G
Without the call of the eight-fifteen.
G C
That old familiar echo has finally died away
F C G
Leaving nothing but a chill where there once was a mighty scream.
[Chorus]
C G
And I've watched the flat cars take away our timber.
C G
I've watched the coal cars steal our rock.
Am Em
And now that we've got nothing left to take we're told
F C
That the wheels will stop turning, the whistles will stop blowing,
C Em7 Em G
That this foolish dream must stop.
[Verse]
G C
Last year they closed down the post office,
F C G
Took the only flag we had in town.
G C
That old brick building still stands like a cenotaph
F C G
To a vision lost and buried in a very distant past.
[Chorus]
C G
And I've watched the flat cars take away our timber.
C G
I've watched the coal cars steal our rock.
Am Em
And now that we've got nothing left to take we're told
F C
That the wheels will stop turning, the whistles will stop blowing,
C Em7 Em G
That this foolish dream must stop.
[Bridge]
Dm Am C G
The longest train I've ever seen was the train that you were on.
Dm Am C G
I walked you to the station, we kissed and you were gone.
F Bb A
I dream at night about you coming home.
E G
The train in the station, your uniform on fire
D C
As you stepped onto the platform the band plays a little louder,
Bm Am G
And as we embrace your cap falls off.
Am C G
O-o-oh, I guess this foolish dream must stop.
[Verse]
G C
Mornings feel so damn sad these days
F C G
Without the call of the eight-fifteen.
G C
Looks like this town is finally gonna die away
F C G
Leaving nothing but broken promises where there once was small town dreams
[Chorus]
C G
And I've watched the flat cars take away our timber.
C G
I've watched the coal cars steal our rock.
Am Em
And now that we've got nothing left to take we're told
F C
That the Tv station will be closing main street windows will need boarding
C Em7 Am G
That this foolish dream must stop.
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Craig Owens
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