Biografia:
In an time of synthetics and plastics, folks appreciate the real thing. Musically, we look for songs that reach beyond our eardrums, touching our hearts. Cody Johnson's unique blend of Country and Rock does just that.
Many Texas Music fans met Cody Johnson’s honest style through the radio singles from his Six Strings, One Dream album: "Nobody to Blame" (#6 on the Texas music charts in 2009); #1"Pray for Rain" (2009 - 2010); and "Texas Kind of Way" (#6, late 2010 – 2011).
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Outras músicas:
- A Different Day
- Aint No Woman Of Mine
- Aint Nothing To It
- Babys Blue
- Cowboy Like Me
- Dance Her Home
- Dear Rodeo
- Diamond In My Pocket
- Doubt Me Now
- Every Scar Has A Story
- Fenceposts
- Finally Free
- Give A Cowboy A Kiss
- Gotta Be Me
- Guilty As Can Be
- Half A Song
- His Name Is Jesus
- Hurtin
- I Aint Going Nowhere Baby
- I Cant Even Walk Without You Holding My Hand
- I Dont Care About You
- I Wouldnt Go There If I Were You
- Keep Her Man
- Kiss Goodbye
- Lucky
- Me And My Kind
- Monday Morning Merle
- Never Go Home Again
- Nobody Knows
- Nobody To Blame
- Noise
- Nothin On You
- Ocean Of Whiskey
- On My Way To You
- Pray For Rain
- Pretend
- Proud
- Ride With Me
- Talk To Me Right
- Texas Kind Of Way
- Texas Kinda Way
- Texas Rain
- The Grandpa Song
- The Only One I Know Cowboy Life
- The Way She Loves Me
- Unbelievably Beautiful
- Understand Why
- Walk Away
- Whats Left Of Texas
- Wild As You
- With You I Am
- You Thought Id Never Be
Quatro anos de trabalho duro!Neste mês de maio fizemos quatro anos no ar. Continuamos trabalhando na divulgação deste maravilhoso instrumento, obrigado por participar da nossa história!
[Intro - repeats once after each verse]
D G D
D A D
[Verse]
D
When I was five years old
G D
Lookin' through the window pane,
D
There was debt growin' in the fields,
A D
Every year it was the same,
D
There was burnt up corn,
G D
Livin' in a dusty haze,
D A
And daddy'd say good night son, I love you,
D
And pray for rain.
[Verse 2]
D G D
Well, it was about mid-July when daddy's pride sank,
D A D
He told my momma, he was goin' to the bank,
D G D
He put on his Sunday's best, but it didn't hide his pain,
D
The banker said take the money son,
A D
But you better, pray for rain.
[Verse 3]
D
Well there's no clouds to hide the sun,
G D
And there's no waters in the creeks,
D
And there's a fear in the congregation,
A D
Every Sunday when we meet,
D
That the devil's found West Texas
G D
And he may never leave,
D
The preacher gives his sermon,
A D
Says pay your tithes and pray for rain.
[Verse 4]
D
Now my daddy's land is mine,
G D
And times sure ain't the same,
D
The blacktop's taken over,
A D
There's no room to grow the grain,
D
And now the man down at the bank
G D
Well he don't understand my pain,
D A
Cause he don't have to lay his head down every night,
D
And pray for rain.
[Verse 5]
D
When I was five years old
G D
Lookin' through the window pane,
D
There was debt growin' in the fields,
A D
Every year it was the same,
D
There was burnt up corn,
G D
Livin' in a dusty haze,
D A
And daddy'd say good night son, I love you,
D
And pray for rain.
D G D
D A D
[Verse]
D
When I was five years old
G D
Lookin' through the window pane,
D
There was debt growin' in the fields,
A D
Every year it was the same,
D
There was burnt up corn,
G D
Livin' in a dusty haze,
D A
And daddy'd say good night son, I love you,
D
And pray for rain.
[Verse 2]
D G D
Well, it was about mid-July when daddy's pride sank,
D A D
He told my momma, he was goin' to the bank,
D G D
He put on his Sunday's best, but it didn't hide his pain,
D
The banker said take the money son,
A D
But you better, pray for rain.
[Verse 3]
D
Well there's no clouds to hide the sun,
G D
And there's no waters in the creeks,
D
And there's a fear in the congregation,
A D
Every Sunday when we meet,
D
That the devil's found West Texas
G D
And he may never leave,
D
The preacher gives his sermon,
A D
Says pay your tithes and pray for rain.
[Verse 4]
D
Now my daddy's land is mine,
G D
And times sure ain't the same,
D
The blacktop's taken over,
A D
There's no room to grow the grain,
D
And now the man down at the bank
G D
Well he don't understand my pain,
D A
Cause he don't have to lay his head down every night,
D
And pray for rain.
[Verse 5]
D
When I was five years old
G D
Lookin' through the window pane,
D
There was debt growin' in the fields,
A D
Every year it was the same,
D
There was burnt up corn,
G D
Livin' in a dusty haze,
D A
And daddy'd say good night son, I love you,
D
And pray for rain.
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