Biografia:
Dead Confederate originally emerged in the Athens music scene in 2006 with a few local shows. The band had been together in Augusta, Georgia as the "Redbelly" since high school. On January 22, 2008, the band released a self-titled EP on The Artist Organization record label. This release, along with an appearance at the South by Southwest music festival in Austin, Texas gave them some national exposure.
On September 16, 2008, the band released their first LP, Wrecking Ball on the TAO record label.
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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!
No Capo
Strum each chord once on the first verse.
Take middle finger off and on when strumming the F chord.
G C F
I got mad at history
G C F
Picked it up and fell in love with everything
G C F
Men and pen and paper
G C F C
Like the wind you let em in now they'll never leave
G C
Run from the gun, dont be afraid
G C
Run from the gun where the dead lay
G C
Run from the gun, dont be afraid
F
Run from the gun
You were sweet as poison
Dried my mouth, took me out, and left me glad
You did me no favors
It was done by the last one that i ever had
Run from the gun, dont be afraid
Run from the gun where the dead lay
Run from the gun, dont be afraid
Run from the gun
Run from the gun, dont be afraid
Run from the gun where the dead lay
Run from the gun, dont be afraid
Run from the gun
It was loaded with the pressure
Too much pressure to be measured
I was holding you off the wrong
And it felt right...
I got let down gently
Never even knew the end was on the way
Then I made my peace there
Opened eyes and to my surprise it was a waste
Run from the gun, dont be afraid
Run from the gun with the deadly
Run from the gun, dont be afraid
Run from the gun
Strum each chord once on the first verse.
Take middle finger off and on when strumming the F chord.
G C F
I got mad at history
G C F
Picked it up and fell in love with everything
G C F
Men and pen and paper
G C F C
Like the wind you let em in now they'll never leave
G C
Run from the gun, dont be afraid
G C
Run from the gun where the dead lay
G C
Run from the gun, dont be afraid
F
Run from the gun
You were sweet as poison
Dried my mouth, took me out, and left me glad
You did me no favors
It was done by the last one that i ever had
Run from the gun, dont be afraid
Run from the gun where the dead lay
Run from the gun, dont be afraid
Run from the gun
Run from the gun, dont be afraid
Run from the gun where the dead lay
Run from the gun, dont be afraid
Run from the gun
It was loaded with the pressure
Too much pressure to be measured
I was holding you off the wrong
And it felt right...
I got let down gently
Never even knew the end was on the way
Then I made my peace there
Opened eyes and to my surprise it was a waste
Run from the gun, dont be afraid
Run from the gun with the deadly
Run from the gun, dont be afraid
Run from the gun
Dead Horses
Dead Justice
Dead Letter Circ (...)
Dead Man Fall
Dead Man Winter