Biografia:
Colden Rainey "Cole" Swindell (nascido em 30 de junho, 1983) é um cantor e compositor americano de música country, é mais conhecido por seu single lançado em 2013, "Chillin' It." Seus pais são William Keith Swindell e Betty Carol Rainey. Seu pai morreu inesperadamente em 02 de setembro de 2013 aos 65 anos. Ele tem dois irmãos. Ele cresceu em Bronwood, Georgia e se formou em 2007 na Georgia Southern University, onde se formou em marketing. De 2007 a 2010, ele vendeu itens para outro membro da Sigma Chi, Luke Bryan.
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Outras músicas:
- Aint Worth The Whiskey
- All Of It
- Break Up In The End
- Broke Down
- Brought To You By Beer
- Chevrolet Dj
- Chillin It
- Dads Old Number
- Dozen Roses And A Six Pack
- Flatliner
- Her
- Hey Yall
- Home Game
- Hope You Get Lonely Tonight
- Hoppin
- I Just Want You
- Ill Be Your Small Town
- Kiss
- Let Me See Ya Girl
- Love You Too Late
- Making My Way To You
- Middle Of A Memory
- Party Wasnt Over
- Reason To Drink
- Remember Boys
- Shouldve Ran After You
- Somebodys Been Drinkin
- Sounded Good Last Night
- Stars
- Stay Downtown
- Swayin
- The Back Roads And The Back Row
- The Ones Who Got Me Here
- Up
- You Should Be Here
- Youve Got My Number
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!
"BROUGHT TO YOU BY BEER"
~Cole Swindell
Capo 4
[Intro] G C
[Verse]
G
There's a sun set setting on another good night,
C
Little can't wait tailgate party on ice.
G
Chilling in the back of a four-wheel drive,
C
'Bout to pop a top, let it rock.
G
Some are gonna wanna fight, some are gonna wanna dance,
C
Some are gonna wanna carry 'round one in each hand.
G
Yeah, we all have a get a little crazy plan
C
When we break out and we go out.
[Chorus]
G F
Everybody's working out doing twelve ounce curls.
C
Boys buzzing, hung up on the country girls,
G F
Fishing for the line that'll kick her heart into gear.
C
Hey brother, need another over here.
G F
Got the "Get Right, Good Time" playlist on.
C
All the worries in the world, they 'bout to be gone.
G F C
Some drunk dude's in the crowd yelling, "Let's get weird, y'all."
G
Brought to you by a beer.
F C G F C
That's right, one of these local beers.
[Verse]
G
A hungover headache, sun coming up.
C
Got her number, no name, can't remember what it was.
G
If you can't find your wallet or your phone or your truck,
C
Must have done it good, talking real good.
G
You're hurting now, dragging 'round, moving slow
C
but at least you got the stories and pizza on the stove
G
Left-over, only eight hours to go
C
'Til it's back on, tie one on.
[Chorus]
G F
Everybody's working out doing twelve ounce curls.
C
Boys buzzing, hung up on the country girls,
G F
Fishing for the line that'll kick her heart into gear.
C
Hey brother, need another over here.
G F
Got the "Get Right, Good Time" playlist on.
C
All the worries in the world, they 'bout to be gone.
G F C
Some drunk dude's in the crowd yelling, "Let's get weird, y'all."
G
Brought to you by a beer.
[Solo] F C G F C
G F
Everybody's working out doing twelve ounce curls.
C
Boys buzzing, hung up on the country girls,
G F
Fishing for the line that'll kick her heart into gear.
C
Hey brother, need another over here.
G F
Got the "Get Right, Good Time" playlist on.
C
All the worries in the world, well....they gone.
G F C
Some drunk dude's in the crowd yelling, "Let's get weird, y'all."
G F C
Brought to you by a beer.
G F C
It's all brought to you by a beer.
G
It's all brought to you by a beer.
F
It'll get your head hurting in the morning light.
C
It'll get you hungover, it'll get you back right.
G F C
Hell, you might even have yourself a chance tonight.
END
~Cole Swindell
Capo 4
[Intro] G C
[Verse]
G
There's a sun set setting on another good night,
C
Little can't wait tailgate party on ice.
G
Chilling in the back of a four-wheel drive,
C
'Bout to pop a top, let it rock.
G
Some are gonna wanna fight, some are gonna wanna dance,
C
Some are gonna wanna carry 'round one in each hand.
G
Yeah, we all have a get a little crazy plan
C
When we break out and we go out.
[Chorus]
G F
Everybody's working out doing twelve ounce curls.
C
Boys buzzing, hung up on the country girls,
G F
Fishing for the line that'll kick her heart into gear.
C
Hey brother, need another over here.
G F
Got the "Get Right, Good Time" playlist on.
C
All the worries in the world, they 'bout to be gone.
G F C
Some drunk dude's in the crowd yelling, "Let's get weird, y'all."
G
Brought to you by a beer.
F C G F C
That's right, one of these local beers.
[Verse]
G
A hungover headache, sun coming up.
C
Got her number, no name, can't remember what it was.
G
If you can't find your wallet or your phone or your truck,
C
Must have done it good, talking real good.
G
You're hurting now, dragging 'round, moving slow
C
but at least you got the stories and pizza on the stove
G
Left-over, only eight hours to go
C
'Til it's back on, tie one on.
[Chorus]
G F
Everybody's working out doing twelve ounce curls.
C
Boys buzzing, hung up on the country girls,
G F
Fishing for the line that'll kick her heart into gear.
C
Hey brother, need another over here.
G F
Got the "Get Right, Good Time" playlist on.
C
All the worries in the world, they 'bout to be gone.
G F C
Some drunk dude's in the crowd yelling, "Let's get weird, y'all."
G
Brought to you by a beer.
[Solo] F C G F C
G F
Everybody's working out doing twelve ounce curls.
C
Boys buzzing, hung up on the country girls,
G F
Fishing for the line that'll kick her heart into gear.
C
Hey brother, need another over here.
G F
Got the "Get Right, Good Time" playlist on.
C
All the worries in the world, well....they gone.
G F C
Some drunk dude's in the crowd yelling, "Let's get weird, y'all."
G F C
Brought to you by a beer.
G F C
It's all brought to you by a beer.
G
It's all brought to you by a beer.
F
It'll get your head hurting in the morning light.
C
It'll get you hungover, it'll get you back right.
G F C
Hell, you might even have yourself a chance tonight.
END
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