Biografia:
Hard Working Americans is a band consisting of Todd Snider, Widespread Panic bassist Dave Schools, Chris Robinson Brotherhood/The Cardinals guitarist Neal Casal, Great American Taxi keyboardist Chad Staehly, and Col. Bruce Hampton's School of Music drummer Duane Trucks.
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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!
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Mud colored dogs guarding shot gun shacks,
G D G A
Red door on the green Cadillac
A G A
Hot wind blowing smoke through graveyard streets
G D G A
A face I recognize staring back through me
G D A
Aint going down to the well no more, Believe I had my fill
G D
Work that ground til I done got sore,
A
Aint going back down to the well
A G A
Played that dive twenty some odd years
G D G A
Through the faith and the whiskey, you face your fears
A G D
I remember the night you broke down to the core,
G D G A
You threw a black Stratocaster through a plate glass door
G D A
Aint going down to the well no more, Believe I had my fill
G D
Gonna work that ground til I done got sore,
A
Aint going back down to the well
A G A ---- G D G A
A G D ---- G D G A
G D A
Aint going down to the well no more, Believe I had my fill
G D
Gonna Work that ground til I done got sore
A
Aint going back down to the well
A G A
See that woman in the corner, brother she knows
G D G A
Every inch of my body, every mile of my soul
A G D
We used to shake em on down to the blazing day
G D G A
Whats she doing at night watching me that way
G D A
Aint going down to the well no more, believe I had my fill
G D
Gonna work that ground til I done got sore,
A
Aint going back down to the well
G D A
Aint going down to the well no more, believe I had my fill
G D
Gonna work that ground til I done got sore,
A
Aint going back down to the well
A G A ---- G D G A
http://www.thehardworkingamericans.com
Mud colored dogs guarding shot gun shacks,
G D G A
Red door on the green Cadillac
A G A
Hot wind blowing smoke through graveyard streets
G D G A
A face I recognize staring back through me
G D A
Aint going down to the well no more, Believe I had my fill
G D
Work that ground til I done got sore,
A
Aint going back down to the well
A G A
Played that dive twenty some odd years
G D G A
Through the faith and the whiskey, you face your fears
A G D
I remember the night you broke down to the core,
G D G A
You threw a black Stratocaster through a plate glass door
G D A
Aint going down to the well no more, Believe I had my fill
G D
Gonna work that ground til I done got sore,
A
Aint going back down to the well
A G A ---- G D G A
A G D ---- G D G A
G D A
Aint going down to the well no more, Believe I had my fill
G D
Gonna Work that ground til I done got sore
A
Aint going back down to the well
A G A
See that woman in the corner, brother she knows
G D G A
Every inch of my body, every mile of my soul
A G D
We used to shake em on down to the blazing day
G D G A
Whats she doing at night watching me that way
G D A
Aint going down to the well no more, believe I had my fill
G D
Gonna work that ground til I done got sore,
A
Aint going back down to the well
G D A
Aint going down to the well no more, believe I had my fill
G D
Gonna work that ground til I done got sore,
A
Aint going back down to the well
A G A ---- G D G A
http://www.thehardworkingamericans.com
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