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!
[Intro]
D A7
[Verse 1]
D
Well I tried, my girl, to put you in a song
Bm
A tune to weep for when you're back
G
But every time the notes fall flat.
E
Your face is made, your bags are packed
G D
You were leaving before you were even gone
[Verse 2]
D
Spent lost years in the ring, we're fighting love
Bm
Now everything that came before
G
My wicked plea and your dreams of war
E
They hit me quick, they made me sore
G D A G
They taught me swinging hard is not enough
[Verse 3]
D
So meet up with your girls in New Orleans
Bm G
Tie your corset, paint your eyes and run wild through the Bourbon night
E
It always takes me by surprise
G D D7
How effortless your good time seems to be
[Chorus]
G Gm D D7
And I'll send you on your way without a kiss
G Gm E
Well, I never gave you all that much to miss
G
But, hell, what a time
G D A G
Now you're free babe and so am I
[Verse 4]
D
So move on with the mirror in your mind
Bm
Watch your style and your step
G
And when there's no reflection left
E
You'll find you've become someone else
G D
A stranger to yourself and all mankind
[Verse 5]
D
And she said this rum it just don't burn me going down
Bm
Not like it did when we were young
G
It felt like fire across our tongues
E
Just like love, that all went numb
G D D7
And the sweetest feelings found their own way out
[Chorus]
G Gm D D7
So you send me on my way with cheap red wine,
G Gm E
A bouquet of dead flowers and a thirst for twisted nights,
G
But, fuck, what a time!
G D B
And you're beautiful but you ain't mine
G Gm
You're free babe, so very free babe
D B G Gm D
And so am I, yeah so am I, yeah so am I
D A7
[Verse 1]
D
Well I tried, my girl, to put you in a song
Bm
A tune to weep for when you're back
G
But every time the notes fall flat.
E
Your face is made, your bags are packed
G D
You were leaving before you were even gone
[Verse 2]
D
Spent lost years in the ring, we're fighting love
Bm
Now everything that came before
G
My wicked plea and your dreams of war
E
They hit me quick, they made me sore
G D A G
They taught me swinging hard is not enough
[Verse 3]
D
So meet up with your girls in New Orleans
Bm G
Tie your corset, paint your eyes and run wild through the Bourbon night
E
It always takes me by surprise
G D D7
How effortless your good time seems to be
[Chorus]
G Gm D D7
And I'll send you on your way without a kiss
G Gm E
Well, I never gave you all that much to miss
G
But, hell, what a time
G D A G
Now you're free babe and so am I
[Verse 4]
D
So move on with the mirror in your mind
Bm
Watch your style and your step
G
And when there's no reflection left
E
You'll find you've become someone else
G D
A stranger to yourself and all mankind
[Verse 5]
D
And she said this rum it just don't burn me going down
Bm
Not like it did when we were young
G
It felt like fire across our tongues
E
Just like love, that all went numb
G D D7
And the sweetest feelings found their own way out
[Chorus]
G Gm D D7
So you send me on my way with cheap red wine,
G Gm E
A bouquet of dead flowers and a thirst for twisted nights,
G
But, fuck, what a time!
G D B
And you're beautiful but you ain't mine
G Gm
You're free babe, so very free babe
D B G Gm D
And so am I, yeah so am I, yeah so am I
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