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!
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[Intro]
A D A E A D A E A
A D
Caught in the vice of heaven and earth
A E
He turned his life into a cell
A D
Imprisoned by the doubts that hound us all
A E A
And the desires that we all know so well
F#m A D A
His days lost to promises, his nights he purged of dreams
A E
And he'd wake in the hours before sunrise
D E A
And dread the coming of the day
A D
Never thought a man could become so desperate
A E
Never thought a life could lose so much hope
A D
To be tearing at the roots around you
A E A
As if in manacles, or irons, or ropes
F#m A D A
They say he told his children that all he taught was lost
A E
That love and pride and honesty
D E A
Were gained at too high a cost
A D
It's been thirty summers that I've spent with him
A E
And I expect thirty more to pass
A D
He has blessed my life in so many ways
A E A
That I could never turn my back
F#m A
But I need just one more reminder
D A
Of the man that he used to be
A E
If he would just look deep into my eyes
D E A
And say it's in you my love that I will find the key.
[Outro]
D E A D D E A E A
[Intro]
A D A E A D A E A
A D
Caught in the vice of heaven and earth
A E
He turned his life into a cell
A D
Imprisoned by the doubts that hound us all
A E A
And the desires that we all know so well
F#m A D A
His days lost to promises, his nights he purged of dreams
A E
And he'd wake in the hours before sunrise
D E A
And dread the coming of the day
A D
Never thought a man could become so desperate
A E
Never thought a life could lose so much hope
A D
To be tearing at the roots around you
A E A
As if in manacles, or irons, or ropes
F#m A D A
They say he told his children that all he taught was lost
A E
That love and pride and honesty
D E A
Were gained at too high a cost
A D
It's been thirty summers that I've spent with him
A E
And I expect thirty more to pass
A D
He has blessed my life in so many ways
A E A
That I could never turn my back
F#m A
But I need just one more reminder
D A
Of the man that he used to be
A E
If he would just look deep into my eyes
D E A
And say it's in you my love that I will find the key.
[Outro]
D E A D D E A E A
Craig David
Craig Morgan
Craig Owens
Craig Robertson
Craig Wedren
Creeper
Crewkulele
Cri-cri
Criolo
Cristian Castro