Biografia:
Folk e country, Loudon conta suas histórias de forma direta, sem rodeios emocionais e musicais. Tudo é direto ao ponto e esse é o seu ponto forte.
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Outras músicas:
- Daughter
- Dead Shunk In The Middle Of The Road
- Dead Skunk In The Middle Of The Road
- Drinking Song
- Got A Ukulele
- Hard Day On The Planet
- Tip That Waitress
- When You Leave
- A Year
- Black Uncle Remus
- Cardboard Boxes
- Dead Man
- Dilated To Meet You
- Donations
- Dreaming
- Four Mirrors
- Ghost Blues
- Glad To See Youve Got Your Religion
- Good Ship Venus
- Grey In La
- Grown Man
- Harlan County
- Heaven
- High Wide Handsome
- Hollywood Hopeful
- Homeless
- Human Cannonball
- I Had A Dream
- I Know Im Unhappy
- I Suppose
- Im Alright
- In C
- Iwiwal
- Love And I Hate It
- Lullaby
- Man And Dog
- Men
- Motel Blues
- Muse Blues
- New Paint
- One Man Guy
- Over The Hill
- Pretty Good Day
- Primrose Hill
- Prince Hals Dirge
- Reciprocity
- Road Ode
- School Days
- So Damn Happy
- Sometimes I Forget
- Strange Weirdos
- Strange Wierdos
- Suddenly Its Christmas
- Surviving Twin
- Swimming Song
- The Days That We Die
- The Picture
- The Shit Song
- Therapy
- Turkish Revelry
- Unfriendly Skies
- Unhappy Anniversary
- Unrequited To The Nth Degree
- Valley Morning
- What Gives
- White Winos
- You Cant Fail Me Now
- Your Mother And I
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 G A G D
[Verse 1]
D G
Last week I attended a family affair
A G D
And a few remarked upon my recent growth of facial hair
D G
You look just like your father did with that beard someone said
A G D
I answered back I am him even though my old man's dead
A G D A
I didn't want to be him well at first I did
A G D A D
When I loved and looked up to him as a little kid
[Verse 2]
D G
He sent me to his old school I was a numeral with his name
A G D
And he gave me this gold signet ring and he wore one just the same
D G
And I guess that I believed him and probably it was true
A G D
When he told me I was just like him, that's what some fathers do
A G D A
But a father's always older and my dad was rather tall
A G D A D
Who says size doesn't matter, he was big and I was small
[Instrumental]
D G A G D
[Verse 3]
D G
I needed to be big enough to be someone someday
A G D
And I learned I had to beat him and that was the only way
D G
I learned I had to fight him, my own flesh, blood, bone and kin
A G D
But I felt I was just like him can a man's son be his twin
A G D A
First we fought for my mother, that afforded little joy
A G D A D
When he left she was heart broken and I was still their little boy
[Verse 4]
D G
But I started to get bigger and to win the ugly game
A G D
When I made a little money and I got a bit of fame
D G
And I saw how this could wound him, yes this could do the trick
A G D
And if I made it big enough I could kill him off quick
A G D A
But how can you murder someone in a way that they don't die
A G D A D
I didn't want to kill him, that would be suicide
[Instrumental]
D G A G D
[Verse 5]
D G
I got frightened so I backed off I let up and I was through
A G D
And in the end he did himself in usually that's what we do
D G
I'm alive and he is dead and neither of us won
A G D
It's spoiled for the victor once the vanquishing is done
A G D A
A man becomes immortal through his daughter or his son
A G D A D
But when he fears his legacy, a man can come undone
[Outro]
D G
And the beard is a reminder I'm a living part of him
A G D
Although my father's dead and gone I'm his surviving twin
D G
A G D
Although the old man's dead and gone I'm his surviving twin
D G A G D
[Verse 1]
D G
Last week I attended a family affair
A G D
And a few remarked upon my recent growth of facial hair
D G
You look just like your father did with that beard someone said
A G D
I answered back I am him even though my old man's dead
A G D A
I didn't want to be him well at first I did
A G D A D
When I loved and looked up to him as a little kid
[Verse 2]
D G
He sent me to his old school I was a numeral with his name
A G D
And he gave me this gold signet ring and he wore one just the same
D G
And I guess that I believed him and probably it was true
A G D
When he told me I was just like him, that's what some fathers do
A G D A
But a father's always older and my dad was rather tall
A G D A D
Who says size doesn't matter, he was big and I was small
[Instrumental]
D G A G D
[Verse 3]
D G
I needed to be big enough to be someone someday
A G D
And I learned I had to beat him and that was the only way
D G
I learned I had to fight him, my own flesh, blood, bone and kin
A G D
But I felt I was just like him can a man's son be his twin
A G D A
First we fought for my mother, that afforded little joy
A G D A D
When he left she was heart broken and I was still their little boy
[Verse 4]
D G
But I started to get bigger and to win the ugly game
A G D
When I made a little money and I got a bit of fame
D G
And I saw how this could wound him, yes this could do the trick
A G D
And if I made it big enough I could kill him off quick
A G D A
But how can you murder someone in a way that they don't die
A G D A D
I didn't want to kill him, that would be suicide
[Instrumental]
D G A G D
[Verse 5]
D G
I got frightened so I backed off I let up and I was through
A G D
And in the end he did himself in usually that's what we do
D G
I'm alive and he is dead and neither of us won
A G D
It's spoiled for the victor once the vanquishing is done
A G D A
A man becomes immortal through his daughter or his son
A G D A D
But when he fears his legacy, a man can come undone
[Outro]
D G
And the beard is a reminder I'm a living part of him
A G D
Although my father's dead and gone I'm his surviving twin
D G
A G D
Although the old man's dead and gone I'm his surviving twin
Louis Jordan
Louis Prima
Louis Tomlinson
Louis Van Rensbu (...)
Louis Xiv