Biografia:
Pistol Annies é um trio feminino de música country formado pelas cantoras/compositoras Miranda Lambert, Ashley Monroe e Angaleena Presley. O Grupo foi formado em 2011 e fizeram sua primeira apresentação no especial ACM Girls' Night Out: Superstar Women of Country cantando o primeiro single Hell On Heels. O single foi lançado em 12 de Junho no site do trio.
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Outras músicas:
- Lemon Drop
- Boys From The South
- Hush Hush
- 5 Acres Of Turnips
- Bad Example
- Beige
- Being Pretty Aint Pretty
- Best Years Of My Life
- Blues Youre A Buzzkill
- Cheyenne
- Commissary
- Damn Thing
- Dear Sobriety
- Dont Talk About Him Tina
- Family Feud
- Girls Like Us
- Got My Name Changed Back
- Hell On Heels
- Housewifes Prayer
- I Feel A Sin Comin On
- I Hope Youre The End Of My Story
- Interstate Gospel
- Interstate Prelude
- Leavers Lullaby
- Loved By A Workin Man
- Masterpiece
- Milkman
- Run Daddy Run
- Stop Drop And Roll One
- Sugar Daddy
- Takin Pills
- The Hunters Wife
- This Too Shall Pass
- Trading One Heartbreak For Another
- Trailer For Rent
- Unhappily Married
- When I Was His Wife
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!
Milkman - Pistol Annies
[Intro]
A | A | A | A | x2
[Verse 1: Miranda Lambert]
A A
If Mama would've loved the milkman
A A
Maybe she wouldn't judge me
A A
If she'd've had a ride in his white van
A A
Up and down Baker Street
D D D
On a Monday with her hair down and her hand
D A A
About to slide between his knees
E D A A A A
But Mama never did love nothin' but Daddy and me
[Verse 2: Angaleena Presley]
A A
If Mama would've smoked her a cigarette
A A
Maybe she wouldn't judge me
A A
If she'd've done more than the dishes
A A
Untied them apron strings
D D D
She'd be sittin' in her sundress on the back porch
D A A
Mixing whiskey and sweet tea
E D A A
Mama never did think twice about feelin' this free
[Chorus: Angaleena Presley]
D D A A
Mama never liked to pick wild flowers
C#m C#m D D
Drinkin' on a Sunday was a sin
D D A A
She might've made it past the water tower
Bm Bm
If she'd've loved the milkman
E E A A
Mhmm, mhmm
[Instrumental]
D D A A
C#m C#m D D
D D A A
Bm Bm E E
A A A A x2
[Verse 3: Ashley Monroe]
A A
If I could be more like Mama
A A
Maybe she wouldn't judge me
A A
Sometimes I think Mama
A A
Wants to be more like me
D D
But it's too late 'cause her hair's gray
D D A A
And the years have started showing on her cheeks
E D A A
'Cause Mama never did have nothin' but Daddy and me
[Chorus: Ashley Monroe]
D D A A
Mama never liked to pick wild flowers
C#m C#m D D
Drinkin' on a Sunday was a sin
D D A A
She might've made it past the water tower
Bm Bm
If she'd've loved the milkman
E E
Mhmm, mhmm
A A
Mhmm, mhmm
A A
Mhmm, mhmm
A A
Mhmm, mhmm
Milkman - Pistol Annies
[Intro]
A | A | A | A | x2
[Verse 1: Miranda Lambert]
A A
If Mama would've loved the milkman
A A
Maybe she wouldn't judge me
A A
If she'd've had a ride in his white van
A A
Up and down Baker Street
D D D
On a Monday with her hair down and her hand
D A A
About to slide between his knees
E D A A A A
But Mama never did love nothin' but Daddy and me
[Verse 2: Angaleena Presley]
A A
If Mama would've smoked her a cigarette
A A
Maybe she wouldn't judge me
A A
If she'd've done more than the dishes
A A
Untied them apron strings
D D D
She'd be sittin' in her sundress on the back porch
D A A
Mixing whiskey and sweet tea
E D A A
Mama never did think twice about feelin' this free
[Chorus: Angaleena Presley]
D D A A
Mama never liked to pick wild flowers
C#m C#m D D
Drinkin' on a Sunday was a sin
D D A A
She might've made it past the water tower
Bm Bm
If she'd've loved the milkman
E E A A
Mhmm, mhmm
[Instrumental]
D D A A
C#m C#m D D
D D A A
Bm Bm E E
A A A A x2
[Verse 3: Ashley Monroe]
A A
If I could be more like Mama
A A
Maybe she wouldn't judge me
A A
Sometimes I think Mama
A A
Wants to be more like me
D D
But it's too late 'cause her hair's gray
D D A A
And the years have started showing on her cheeks
E D A A
'Cause Mama never did have nothin' but Daddy and me
[Chorus: Ashley Monroe]
D D A A
Mama never liked to pick wild flowers
C#m C#m D D
Drinkin' on a Sunday was a sin
D D A A
She might've made it past the water tower
Bm Bm
If she'd've loved the milkman
E E
Mhmm, mhmm
A A
Mhmm, mhmm
A A
Mhmm, mhmm
A A
Mhmm, mhmm
[Intro]
A | A | A | A | x2
[Verse 1: Miranda Lambert]
A A
If Mama would've loved the milkman
A A
Maybe she wouldn't judge me
A A
If she'd've had a ride in his white van
A A
Up and down Baker Street
D D D
On a Monday with her hair down and her hand
D A A
About to slide between his knees
E D A A A A
But Mama never did love nothin' but Daddy and me
[Verse 2: Angaleena Presley]
A A
If Mama would've smoked her a cigarette
A A
Maybe she wouldn't judge me
A A
If she'd've done more than the dishes
A A
Untied them apron strings
D D D
She'd be sittin' in her sundress on the back porch
D A A
Mixing whiskey and sweet tea
E D A A
Mama never did think twice about feelin' this free
[Chorus: Angaleena Presley]
D D A A
Mama never liked to pick wild flowers
C#m C#m D D
Drinkin' on a Sunday was a sin
D D A A
She might've made it past the water tower
Bm Bm
If she'd've loved the milkman
E E A A
Mhmm, mhmm
[Instrumental]
D D A A
C#m C#m D D
D D A A
Bm Bm E E
A A A A x2
[Verse 3: Ashley Monroe]
A A
If I could be more like Mama
A A
Maybe she wouldn't judge me
A A
Sometimes I think Mama
A A
Wants to be more like me
D D
But it's too late 'cause her hair's gray
D D A A
And the years have started showing on her cheeks
E D A A
'Cause Mama never did have nothin' but Daddy and me
[Chorus: Ashley Monroe]
D D A A
Mama never liked to pick wild flowers
C#m C#m D D
Drinkin' on a Sunday was a sin
D D A A
She might've made it past the water tower
Bm Bm
If she'd've loved the milkman
E E
Mhmm, mhmm
A A
Mhmm, mhmm
A A
Mhmm, mhmm
A A
Mhmm, mhmm
Milkman - Pistol Annies
[Intro]
A | A | A | A | x2
[Verse 1: Miranda Lambert]
A A
If Mama would've loved the milkman
A A
Maybe she wouldn't judge me
A A
If she'd've had a ride in his white van
A A
Up and down Baker Street
D D D
On a Monday with her hair down and her hand
D A A
About to slide between his knees
E D A A A A
But Mama never did love nothin' but Daddy and me
[Verse 2: Angaleena Presley]
A A
If Mama would've smoked her a cigarette
A A
Maybe she wouldn't judge me
A A
If she'd've done more than the dishes
A A
Untied them apron strings
D D D
She'd be sittin' in her sundress on the back porch
D A A
Mixing whiskey and sweet tea
E D A A
Mama never did think twice about feelin' this free
[Chorus: Angaleena Presley]
D D A A
Mama never liked to pick wild flowers
C#m C#m D D
Drinkin' on a Sunday was a sin
D D A A
She might've made it past the water tower
Bm Bm
If she'd've loved the milkman
E E A A
Mhmm, mhmm
[Instrumental]
D D A A
C#m C#m D D
D D A A
Bm Bm E E
A A A A x2
[Verse 3: Ashley Monroe]
A A
If I could be more like Mama
A A
Maybe she wouldn't judge me
A A
Sometimes I think Mama
A A
Wants to be more like me
D D
But it's too late 'cause her hair's gray
D D A A
And the years have started showing on her cheeks
E D A A
'Cause Mama never did have nothin' but Daddy and me
[Chorus: Ashley Monroe]
D D A A
Mama never liked to pick wild flowers
C#m C#m D D
Drinkin' on a Sunday was a sin
D D A A
She might've made it past the water tower
Bm Bm
If she'd've loved the milkman
E E
Mhmm, mhmm
A A
Mhmm, mhmm
A A
Mhmm, mhmm
A A
Mhmm, mhmm
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