Biografia:
Jackson Douglas Brooks (nascido em 19 de junho de 1956 em Newnan, Geórgia) é um artista da música country conhecido profissionalmente como Doug Stone. Ele estreou em 1990 com o single ''I'd Be Better Off (In a Pine Box)" o primeiro lançamento de seu álbum de estréia auto-intitulado de 1990 para a Epic Records. Tanto este álbum sucessor e de 1991 ''I Thought It Was You'', ganhou uma certificação de platina da RIAA. Mais dois álbuns para a Epic, em 1992 "From the Heart'' e 1994,''More Love'' , são cada disco de ouro.
Read more on Last.fm
Outras músicas:
- A Christmas Card
- A Jukebox With A Country Song
- Addicted To A Dollar
- Come In Out Of The Pain
- Faith In Me Faith In You
- Fourteen Minutes Old
- Gone Out Of My Mind
- Id Be Better Off In A Pine Box
- Id Be Better Off In A Pinebox
- If It Was Up To Me
- In A Different Light
- Lets Talk About You
- Made For Loving You
- Make Up In Love
- My Hats Off To Him
- Small Steps
- Sometimes I Forget
- Take A Letter Maria
- The Long Way
- The Warmest Winter
- Three Little Pennies
- Too Busy Being In Love
- When December Comes Around
- Why Didnt I Think Of That
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!
C G7 C F C
After three good years together we had our first big fight
G7 C D7 G7
So she went to her mother's and I went for a drive
C G7 C C7 F
Down that old familiar highway just few miles out of town
C G7 C
To that run down one-room tavern that used to be my stompin' grounds
G7 C F C
When I pulled in the driveway you know it all still looked the same
G7 C D7 G7
And I couldn't wait to down a few and hear that jukebox ring
C G7 C
But as I walked in through the doorway
C7 F
There stood some kind of matradee
C
Well he looked me up and he looked me down said
G7 C
May I help you please and I said
F
What'd you do with those swingin' doors
C
Where's the sawdust on the floor
G7
Why's everybody wearin' suits and ties
C
From where I stand I can't believe my eyes
F
And whose idea was it to hang these ferns
C
This brand new bar don't have a single burn
G7
I guess I'm somewhere that I don't belong
F C
I need a jukebox with a country song
G7 C F C
When I looked back to the corner where the jukebox once stood proud
G7 C D7 G7
Some clown was playin' records to fast to long and to loud
C G7 C C7 F
And it must've been a big mistake to try and speak my mind
C G7 C
But as they were askin' me to leave I cried out one more time
F
What'd you do with those swingin' doors
C
Where's the sawdust on the floor
G7
Why's everybody wearin' suits and ties
C
From where I stand I can't believe my eyes
F
And whose idea was it to hang these ferns
C
This brand new bar don't have a single burn
G7
I guess I'm somewhere that I don't belong
F C
I need a jukebox with a country song
G7 F C
I guess I don't belong without a jukebox and a country song
After three good years together we had our first big fight
G7 C D7 G7
So she went to her mother's and I went for a drive
C G7 C C7 F
Down that old familiar highway just few miles out of town
C G7 C
To that run down one-room tavern that used to be my stompin' grounds
G7 C F C
When I pulled in the driveway you know it all still looked the same
G7 C D7 G7
And I couldn't wait to down a few and hear that jukebox ring
C G7 C
But as I walked in through the doorway
C7 F
There stood some kind of matradee
C
Well he looked me up and he looked me down said
G7 C
May I help you please and I said
F
What'd you do with those swingin' doors
C
Where's the sawdust on the floor
G7
Why's everybody wearin' suits and ties
C
From where I stand I can't believe my eyes
F
And whose idea was it to hang these ferns
C
This brand new bar don't have a single burn
G7
I guess I'm somewhere that I don't belong
F C
I need a jukebox with a country song
G7 C F C
When I looked back to the corner where the jukebox once stood proud
G7 C D7 G7
Some clown was playin' records to fast to long and to loud
C G7 C C7 F
And it must've been a big mistake to try and speak my mind
C G7 C
But as they were askin' me to leave I cried out one more time
F
What'd you do with those swingin' doors
C
Where's the sawdust on the floor
G7
Why's everybody wearin' suits and ties
C
From where I stand I can't believe my eyes
F
And whose idea was it to hang these ferns
C
This brand new bar don't have a single burn
G7
I guess I'm somewhere that I don't belong
F C
I need a jukebox with a country song
G7 F C
I guess I don't belong without a jukebox and a country song
Douglas
Douglas Bako
Douglas Bastidas
Douglas Dare
Douglas Firs