Biografia:
Dar Williams (Dorothy Snowden Williams, born April 19, 1967)[1] is an American singer-songwriter specializing in pop folk.
She is a frequent performer at folk festivals and has toured with such artists as Mary Chapin Carpenter, Patty Griffin, Ani DiFranco, The Nields, Shawn Colvin, Girlyman, Joan Baez, and Catie Curtis.
Williams was born in Mount Kisco, New York, and grew up in Chappaqua with two older sisters, Meredith and Julie.[citation needed]
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Outras músicas:
- The Christians And The Pagans
- You're Aging Well
- After All
- Another Mystery
- Are You Out There
- Arrival
- As Cool As I Am
- Blue Light Of The Flame
- Book Of Love
- Bought And Sold
- Buzzer
- Closer To Me
- Crystal Creek
- Echoes
- Empire
- Family
- Farewell To The Old Me
- February
- Fishing In The Morning
- Flinty Kind Of Woman
- Here Tonight
- Holly Tree
- I Am The One Who Will Remember Everything
- I Had No Right
- I Have Been Around The World
- I Have Lost My Dreams
- I Saw A Bird Fly Away
- If I Wrote You
- Iowa
- It Happens Every Day
- Its Alright
- Mercy Of The Fallen
- Miss You Till I Meet You
- Party Generation
- Playing To The Firmament
- So Close To My Heart
- Southern California Wants To Be Western New York
- Spring Street
- Summer Child
- Summerday
- Teen For God
- The Babysitters Here
- The Beauty Of The Rain
- The Blessings
- The Business Of Things
- The Easy Way
- The Light And The Sea
- The Mercy Of The Fallen
- The Ocean
- The One Who Knows
- The Pointless Yet Poignant Crisis Of A Co
- The Tide Falls Away
- The Worlds Not Falling Apart
- This Earth
- Traveling Again Traveling I
- What Do You Hear In These Sounds
- What Do You Love More Than Love
- When I Was A Boy
- Your Fire Your Soul
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Dar Williams - Flinty Kind Of Woman
INTRO: Am
It's a small town life and I like it
D Am
'Cause the bad don't get in your way
There's an angry god gonna strike it
F G
Yeah, that's what we pay him for, that's why we pray
Am
Well, I guess the angry god he was a-fishing
D Am
When Molly called me up with the news
Within the space of a week
F
Yeah, a pervert or a sex freak
C
Let the kids take a peek
G
That's more than a little cheek
N.C. Am
No pun intended
CHORUS:
G C
Ay-yi-yipee-yipee-yi-yi-ay
F C
Going east of Mississippi, got a flinty kind of woman
Am Dm
And you don't act smart and you don't touch my children
G Am
If the young man wants to see the sun go down
So, there was no time fooling with the trifles
D Am
There was no use in telling the men
They would just go running for their rifles
F G
And then once you got him, couldn't get him again
Am
So, Peg got a bolt of fishing tackle
D Am
And Marge got her gardening clips
And Sally LaBiche
F
Put her hound on a leash
C
And the timer on the quiche
G
She's kind of nouveau riche
N.C. Am
But we like her
CHORUS:
G C
Ay-yi-yipee-yipee-yi-yi-ay
F C
Going east of Mississippi, got a flinty kind of woman
Am Dm
And you don't act fresh and you don't touch my children
G Am
If the young man wants to see the sun go down
It was the kids who spotted him a-running
D Am
As we drove through the harbour fog
And that's when we got our engines gunning
F G
'Cause we knew he was headed for the cranberry bog
Am
We got our hip-high rubber boots strapped on
D Am
And Molly got the big flashlights out
And by the "Welcome to New England" sign
F
Got him with the fishing line
C G
In the dark, smell of brine
Betty said "This one is mine."
N.C. Am
She is ruthless
CHORUS:
G C
Ay-yi-yipee-yipee-yi-yi-ay
F C
Going east of Mississippi, got a flinty kind of woman
Am Dm
And you just say no and you don't touch my children
G Am
If the young man wants to see the sun go down
Well, we didn't have to drag him and a-jail him
D Am
'Cause you don't have to take it so far
When your roots go back to Old Salem
F G
And you've got a local chapter of the DAR
Am
Now I don't go tooting on my lobsters
D Am
'Cause your pride doesn't go with your plaid
But it's a victory won
F
And it couldn't be done
C
By the hippy-dippy flaky-shaky
G
Fun-in-the-sun
N.C. Am
Braless wonders
CHORUS:
G C
Ay-yi-yipee-yipee-yi-yi-ay
F C
Going east of Mississippi, got a flinty kind of woman
Am Dm
And you know your place and you don't touch my children
G Am
If the young man wants to see the sun go down
Dm N.C. Am
If the young man wants to see the sun go down
INTRO: Am
It's a small town life and I like it
D Am
'Cause the bad don't get in your way
There's an angry god gonna strike it
F G
Yeah, that's what we pay him for, that's why we pray
Am
Well, I guess the angry god he was a-fishing
D Am
When Molly called me up with the news
Within the space of a week
F
Yeah, a pervert or a sex freak
C
Let the kids take a peek
G
That's more than a little cheek
N.C. Am
No pun intended
CHORUS:
G C
Ay-yi-yipee-yipee-yi-yi-ay
F C
Going east of Mississippi, got a flinty kind of woman
Am Dm
And you don't act smart and you don't touch my children
G Am
If the young man wants to see the sun go down
So, there was no time fooling with the trifles
D Am
There was no use in telling the men
They would just go running for their rifles
F G
And then once you got him, couldn't get him again
Am
So, Peg got a bolt of fishing tackle
D Am
And Marge got her gardening clips
And Sally LaBiche
F
Put her hound on a leash
C
And the timer on the quiche
G
She's kind of nouveau riche
N.C. Am
But we like her
CHORUS:
G C
Ay-yi-yipee-yipee-yi-yi-ay
F C
Going east of Mississippi, got a flinty kind of woman
Am Dm
And you don't act fresh and you don't touch my children
G Am
If the young man wants to see the sun go down
It was the kids who spotted him a-running
D Am
As we drove through the harbour fog
And that's when we got our engines gunning
F G
'Cause we knew he was headed for the cranberry bog
Am
We got our hip-high rubber boots strapped on
D Am
And Molly got the big flashlights out
And by the "Welcome to New England" sign
F
Got him with the fishing line
C G
In the dark, smell of brine
Betty said "This one is mine."
N.C. Am
She is ruthless
CHORUS:
G C
Ay-yi-yipee-yipee-yi-yi-ay
F C
Going east of Mississippi, got a flinty kind of woman
Am Dm
And you just say no and you don't touch my children
G Am
If the young man wants to see the sun go down
Well, we didn't have to drag him and a-jail him
D Am
'Cause you don't have to take it so far
When your roots go back to Old Salem
F G
And you've got a local chapter of the DAR
Am
Now I don't go tooting on my lobsters
D Am
'Cause your pride doesn't go with your plaid
But it's a victory won
F
And it couldn't be done
C
By the hippy-dippy flaky-shaky
G
Fun-in-the-sun
N.C. Am
Braless wonders
CHORUS:
G C
Ay-yi-yipee-yipee-yi-yi-ay
F C
Going east of Mississippi, got a flinty kind of woman
Am Dm
And you know your place and you don't touch my children
G Am
If the young man wants to see the sun go down
Dm N.C. Am
If the young man wants to see the sun go down
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