Biografia:
Crooked Fingers is an American alt-folk band based in North Carolina and led by former Archers of Loaf lead singer Eric Bachmann. The rotation of band members has included such musicians as Lara Meyerratken, R.L. Martin, Jo Jameson, Barton Carroll and Dov Friedman.
In 1998, following the breakup of Archers of Loaf, Bachmann started work on a solo project that he named Crooked Fingers. The first outcome of this project, a self-titled release of various songs he had written, was released by WARM in 2000.
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Am
We came,
Am
by the rising of the river,
G
on a river with no name,
Am
in the summer monsoon rain,
E
to wash away Luisa's bones,
Am
from the ghost who guards her grave.
Am
She lays by the ride of fire and anvils,
G
in a house with cast iron gates,
Am
and underneath red candles waits,
E
for her killers to come home and,
Am
for a fine revenge today.
C
She runs far and wide,
G
on these hills they are blind
Am
Copper, steel, iron ore,
F
fifty years, maybe more
C
Searching in the light,
G
one half century of lies
Am F
You can see on the horizon she is soon going home.
G Am
You take the road, I'll take the river,
G Am
You bring the fire, I'll bring the jewels
G Am
And in the evening underneath the roaring sky,
E
we will meet and wait and pray for the monsoon.
Am
And we will wait,
Am
till the rising of the river,
G
when the summer monsoon rain,
Am
comes to wash the old remains,
E
past the beach into the ocean,
Am
for to carry us away,
E
setting free Luisa's bones from,
Am
from the ghost who guards her grave
We came,
Am
by the rising of the river,
G
on a river with no name,
Am
in the summer monsoon rain,
E
to wash away Luisa's bones,
Am
from the ghost who guards her grave.
Am
She lays by the ride of fire and anvils,
G
in a house with cast iron gates,
Am
and underneath red candles waits,
E
for her killers to come home and,
Am
for a fine revenge today.
C
She runs far and wide,
G
on these hills they are blind
Am
Copper, steel, iron ore,
F
fifty years, maybe more
C
Searching in the light,
G
one half century of lies
Am F
You can see on the horizon she is soon going home.
G Am
You take the road, I'll take the river,
G Am
You bring the fire, I'll bring the jewels
G Am
And in the evening underneath the roaring sky,
E
we will meet and wait and pray for the monsoon.
Am
And we will wait,
Am
till the rising of the river,
G
when the summer monsoon rain,
Am
comes to wash the old remains,
E
past the beach into the ocean,
Am
for to carry us away,
E
setting free Luisa's bones from,
Am
from the ghost who guards her grave
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