Biografia:
Kyle Craft is a singer-songwriter who grew up in a tiny Louisiana town on the banks of the Mississippi, where he spent most of his time catching alligators and rattlesnakes instead of playing football or picking up the guitar. A self-described transient, Kyle Craft finally settled down in Portland, Oregon in 2015 after a three-year courtship with the Rose City. Touring through town led to frequent visits, couch surfing, and now full-time residency; and by all accounts, he's fully embraced his new home.
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Outras músicas:
- Balmorhea
- Before The Wall
- Belmont One Trick Pony
- Berlin
- Black Mary
- Bridge City Rose
- Chelsea Hotel
- Dolls Of Highland
- Exile Rag
- Eye Of A Hurricane
- Fake Magic Angel
- Fever Dream Girl
- Full Circle Nightmare
- Future Midcity Massacre
- Gloom Girl
- Gold Calf Moan
- Heartbreak Junky
- Jane Beat The Reaper
- Lady Of The Ark
- Pentecost
- Slick Delta Queen
- The Rager
- Three Candles
- Trinidad Beach Before I Ride
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!
Capo 2
[Intro]
G C Em C
G C Bm Am G
[Verse 1]
G C Em C
You didn't know, you couldn't stand to watch it all slip through your hands
G C Bm Am G
The wayward angel, your promised land, they've burnt to the ground
G C Em C
Stone-drunk on halloween, the shift is like some trick to me
G C Bm Am G
When a call comes from your balcony but no one's around
Bm C Bm C G
So pick your fight, break down the door, endless nights waging war against yourself
C Bm Am G
on the bathroom floor, spilling it out.
[Interlude]
G C Em C
G C Bm Am G
[Verse 2]
G C Em
Now I'm on the bed, her hair's undone, my face is wet,
C G C Bm Am G
Her face is worn from empty years and bitter scorn and a Victorian love.
G C Em C
I don't wanna cause you grief and I don't wanna take the lead.
G C C Bm Am G
Hey little girl, all I wanna see is you getting off.
Bm C Bm C
Clenching thirst and heavy breath, naked as the night we met,
G C C Bm Am G G7
You left it up to me I guess but I'm slow on the draw.
[Chorus]
C G
So while the poor boys sit lonesome at the last call
C D
and the shy ones stare down at their toes,
G C G C
I'll make way for that woman and the mean kingdom coming,
D C Em C
I get tired walking these streets alone.
D C Em C D C G
And I call her my Bridge City Rose, yeah, I'll call her my Bridge City Rose.
[Interlude]
G C Em C
G C Bm Am G
[Verse 3]
G C Em C
The garden on her windowsill, her crystal moons and family stills,
G C G
Jawbone treasures, beatnik thrills and blood-red mulled wine.
G C Em C
The sweetgum hanging overhead, with books I bought but never read.
G C Bm Am G
Can I lay low here, can I stop instead and stay for a while?
Bm C Bm C
'Cause I cant remember the last time I wasn't drawn in neon lights.
G C C Bm Am G G7
Say come drink up the water's fine and the whiskey's half off.
[Chorus]
C G
But before you find yourself torn between lovers
C D
or you're stuck wearing yesterday's clothes.
G C G C
Best make way for that lady and her sweet spirit breaking
D C Em C
Fine glass against any old stone.
D C Em C D C G
Yeah I called her my Bridge City Rose, yeah, I called her my Bridge City Rose.
[Outro]
G C Em C
G C Bm Am G
[Intro]
G C Em C
G C Bm Am G
[Verse 1]
G C Em C
You didn't know, you couldn't stand to watch it all slip through your hands
G C Bm Am G
The wayward angel, your promised land, they've burnt to the ground
G C Em C
Stone-drunk on halloween, the shift is like some trick to me
G C Bm Am G
When a call comes from your balcony but no one's around
Bm C Bm C G
So pick your fight, break down the door, endless nights waging war against yourself
C Bm Am G
on the bathroom floor, spilling it out.
[Interlude]
G C Em C
G C Bm Am G
[Verse 2]
G C Em
Now I'm on the bed, her hair's undone, my face is wet,
C G C Bm Am G
Her face is worn from empty years and bitter scorn and a Victorian love.
G C Em C
I don't wanna cause you grief and I don't wanna take the lead.
G C C Bm Am G
Hey little girl, all I wanna see is you getting off.
Bm C Bm C
Clenching thirst and heavy breath, naked as the night we met,
G C C Bm Am G G7
You left it up to me I guess but I'm slow on the draw.
[Chorus]
C G
So while the poor boys sit lonesome at the last call
C D
and the shy ones stare down at their toes,
G C G C
I'll make way for that woman and the mean kingdom coming,
D C Em C
I get tired walking these streets alone.
D C Em C D C G
And I call her my Bridge City Rose, yeah, I'll call her my Bridge City Rose.
[Interlude]
G C Em C
G C Bm Am G
[Verse 3]
G C Em C
The garden on her windowsill, her crystal moons and family stills,
G C G
Jawbone treasures, beatnik thrills and blood-red mulled wine.
G C Em C
The sweetgum hanging overhead, with books I bought but never read.
G C Bm Am G
Can I lay low here, can I stop instead and stay for a while?
Bm C Bm C
'Cause I cant remember the last time I wasn't drawn in neon lights.
G C C Bm Am G G7
Say come drink up the water's fine and the whiskey's half off.
[Chorus]
C G
But before you find yourself torn between lovers
C D
or you're stuck wearing yesterday's clothes.
G C G C
Best make way for that lady and her sweet spirit breaking
D C Em C
Fine glass against any old stone.
D C Em C D C G
Yeah I called her my Bridge City Rose, yeah, I called her my Bridge City Rose.
[Outro]
G C Em C
G C Bm Am G
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