Biografia:
Slaid Cleaves (born Richard Slaid Cleaves on June 9, 1964) is an American singer-songwriter. He was born in Washington, D.C. and raised in South Berwick, Maine and Round Pond, Maine.
Slaid Cleaves’ music is marked by both the quirky blend of isolated eccentricity and steely resilience of his Yankee upbringing and the weathered soul of Texas, the state he has called home for over a decade now. First registering on the national folk scene by winning the Kerrville Folk Festival’s New Folk competition in 1992
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Outras músicas:
- Broken Down
- Drinkin' Days
- One Good Year
- Another Kind Of Blue
- Beautiful Thing
- Below
- Beyond Love
- Black T
- Borderline
- Breakfast In Hell
- Bring It On
- Broke Down
- Call It Sleep
- Cold And Lonely
- Cry
- Dance Around The Fire
- Dreams
- Drinkin Days
- Fairest Of Them All
- Flowered Dresses
- Getaway Car
- Go For The Gold
- Gods Own Yodeler
- Gone
- Green Mountains And Me
- Hard To Believe
- Hickory
- Hometown Usa
- Horses
- Horshoe Lounge
- I Bet She Does
- If I Had A Heart
- In The Rain
- Junkyard
- Key Chain
- Lydia
- Millionaire
- New Years Day
- No Angel Knows
- Not Going Down
- November Skies
- Oh Roberta
- Primer Gray
- Quick As Dreams
- Rust Belt Fields
- Sinners Prayer
- Song For June
- Still Fighting The War
- Temporary
- Texas Love Song
- This Morning I Was Born Again
- Tiger Tom Dixons Blues
- Tumbleweed Stew
- Twistin
- Voice Of Midnight
- Whim Of Iron
- Wishbone
- Without Her
- Working Stiff
- You Dont Have To Tell Me
- Youre A Mean One Mr Grinch
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!
[Verse]
G C G
I was born in the shadow of a Tennessee mountain
D
In a slower and gentler time
C G
In a cabin my grandfather built with his hands
G D G
Out of hickory walnut and pine
G C G
We hunted those hills, my father and I
D
So far from the bustle of town
C G
But I'd soon see a whole way of life start to fade
G D
As the mines all began to shut down
G C G
Heard saws on the mountain, saw the trucks rumble by
D
Filing past like a funeral line
C G
Those big iron trailers were piled up high
G D G
With Hickory, Walnut and Pine
[Chorus]
C G
Call it progress or a shame, well you can't stop a train
D
As it's barrelin' on down the line
C G
They'll cut down the trees and name your new streets
G D G
Hickory, Walnut and Pine
[Verse]
G C G
Now the mountain top's flattened, the hickory's gone
D
And the streams run black as a curse
C G
My father's been out in the barn more and more
G D
Since the mining went bad and then worse
G C G
Well I heard his old saw, I heard his old plane
D
I heard his cough worsen with time
C G
Now I stand where he lays in a box that he made
G D G
Out of hickory, walnut and pine
G C G
My children have left, for the big city jobs
D
I'll remain, my fate to unwind
C G
And I'll dream of the days when the wind called my name
G D G
Through hickory, walnut and pine
[Chorus]
C G
Call it progress or a shame, well you can't stop a train
D
And you can't stop the marching of time
C G
They'll cut down the trees and name your new streets
G D G
Hickory, Walnut and Pine
G C G
I was born in the shadow of a Tennessee mountain
D
In a slower and gentler time
C G
In a cabin my grandfather built with his hands
G D G
Out of hickory walnut and pine
G C G
We hunted those hills, my father and I
D
So far from the bustle of town
C G
But I'd soon see a whole way of life start to fade
G D
As the mines all began to shut down
G C G
Heard saws on the mountain, saw the trucks rumble by
D
Filing past like a funeral line
C G
Those big iron trailers were piled up high
G D G
With Hickory, Walnut and Pine
[Chorus]
C G
Call it progress or a shame, well you can't stop a train
D
As it's barrelin' on down the line
C G
They'll cut down the trees and name your new streets
G D G
Hickory, Walnut and Pine
[Verse]
G C G
Now the mountain top's flattened, the hickory's gone
D
And the streams run black as a curse
C G
My father's been out in the barn more and more
G D
Since the mining went bad and then worse
G C G
Well I heard his old saw, I heard his old plane
D
I heard his cough worsen with time
C G
Now I stand where he lays in a box that he made
G D G
Out of hickory, walnut and pine
G C G
My children have left, for the big city jobs
D
I'll remain, my fate to unwind
C G
And I'll dream of the days when the wind called my name
G D G
Through hickory, walnut and pine
[Chorus]
C G
Call it progress or a shame, well you can't stop a train
D
And you can't stop the marching of time
C G
They'll cut down the trees and name your new streets
G D G
Hickory, Walnut and Pine
Slayer
Sleater-kinney
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