Biografia:
Mary Gauthier ( born March 1962 in New Orleans, Louisiana) is an American folk singer-songwriter. Given up at birth by a mother she never knew, Mary was adopted by an Italian Catholic couple in Thibodaux, Louisiana. At age 15, she ran away from home and stole her parents' car, and spent the next several years in drug rehabilitation, halfway houses, and living with friends; she spent her 18th birthday in jail. These experiences provided fodder for her songwriting later on (particularly her song "Drag Queens in Limousines").
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Your Sister Cried
Fred Eaglesmith from the album Mercy Now by Mary Gauthier
Very slow like windshield wiper rhythm
D G D G D G D
(G)Well, I (D)stared out the (D)windshield into the (D)rain so (Bm)light,
And I (D)turned on my (D)dims, somebody (D)flashed me their (Bm) brights.
And I (G)reached over and (G)turned the radio way down (D)low (Bm)
Your (D)sister cried (A)all the way (D)home.
(D)Lightning crashed, and the (D)road shone like a (Bm)mirror,
A (D)dog came out the ditch, then he disa(Bm)ppeared,
And I re(G)membered the conversation we had on the tele(D)ph(Bm)one,
Your (D)sister cried (A)all the way (D)home.
(G)I'll never know how you (G)got in to such a (D)mess,
(G)Why do the brides maids all have to (G)wear the same (D)dress?
(G)Everybody said, you looked, real (G)good,
But I think you looked (D)stoned(Bm)
Your (D)sister cried (A)all the way (D)home
Your (D)sister cried (A)all the way (D)home
Your (D)sister cried (A)all the way (D)home
Your (D)sister cried (A)all the way (D)home
Fred Eaglesmith from the album Mercy Now by Mary Gauthier
Very slow like windshield wiper rhythm
D G D G D G D
(G)Well, I (D)stared out the (D)windshield into the (D)rain so (Bm)light,
And I (D)turned on my (D)dims, somebody (D)flashed me their (Bm) brights.
And I (G)reached over and (G)turned the radio way down (D)low (Bm)
Your (D)sister cried (A)all the way (D)home.
(D)Lightning crashed, and the (D)road shone like a (Bm)mirror,
A (D)dog came out the ditch, then he disa(Bm)ppeared,
And I re(G)membered the conversation we had on the tele(D)ph(Bm)one,
Your (D)sister cried (A)all the way (D)home.
(G)I'll never know how you (G)got in to such a (D)mess,
(G)Why do the brides maids all have to (G)wear the same (D)dress?
(G)Everybody said, you looked, real (G)good,
But I think you looked (D)stoned(Bm)
Your (D)sister cried (A)all the way (D)home
Your (D)sister cried (A)all the way (D)home
Your (D)sister cried (A)all the way (D)home
Your (D)sister cried (A)all the way (D)home
Mary Lou Lord
Mary MacGregor
Mary MacLean
Mary McBride
Mary Mcgregor