Biografia:
Stoney LaRue (born Stoney Larue Phillips in 1977) is a Texas Country/Red Dirt artist. Born in Taft, Texas, LaRue was raised in Southeastern Oklahoma. At 3 years old, LaRue could be found belting out “Swinging” by John Anderson on his Mr. Microphone radio. The son of a struggling bass player and a nurse, LaRue understood the allure of music at an early age, and recorded his first works at age twelve. He earned accolades through school for his unmatched vocal abilities and promising instrumental talents.
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Outras músicas:
- 1977
- Bluebird Wine
- Down In Flames
- Downtown
- Dresses
- Erase All The Miles
- Feet Dont Touch The Ground
- Forever Young
- Goin Goin Gone
- Hope You Make It To The Mountains
- Let Me Hold You
- Look At Me Fly
- Love You For Loving Me
- Make It To The Mountains
- Oklahoma Breakdown
- Sharecropper
- Sirens
- Still Runnin
- Take A Puff
- Texas Moon
- The Reaper
- Travelin Kind
- Us Time
- Velvet
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!
Capo 2
[Verse]
D G A D
Call me Mr. October, I heat up in the fall
D G A D
And I won't get caught a looking, I can trust the highway's call
D G A Bm
And in my mind I'm saying, to just sit back and wait
G Bm G A
Oh and she won't what hit her, when I step up to the plate
[Chorus]
G A D G A D
She'll be goin' goin' gone, like a full count hangin' curve
G A D G Bm A
She's goin' goin' gone, we all get what we deserve
G A D G A D
But a bad day at the ball park, beats a good day of bein' alone
G A Bm G A D
There's a towerin' shot into left field, she's goin' goin' gone
[Verse]
D G A D
No harm no foul, we gave each other kind
D G A D
I pick up the rotation, a broken record in my mind
D G A Bm
And this time I'll be sayin', there's no time left to waste
G Bm G A
When she makes that move toward me, I wipe that smile off her face
[Chorus]
G A D G A D
She'll be goin' goin' gone, like a full count hangin' curve
G A D G Bm A
She's goin' goin' gone, we all get what we deserve
G A D G A D
But a bad day at the ball park, beats a good day of bein' alone
G A Bm G A D
There's a towerin' shot into left field, she's goin' goin' gone
G A Bm G A D
There's a towerin' shot into left field, she's goin' goin' gone
[Verse]
D G A D
Call me Mr. October, I heat up in the fall
D G A D
And I won't get caught a looking, I can trust the highway's call
D G A Bm
And in my mind I'm saying, to just sit back and wait
G Bm G A
Oh and she won't what hit her, when I step up to the plate
[Chorus]
G A D G A D
She'll be goin' goin' gone, like a full count hangin' curve
G A D G Bm A
She's goin' goin' gone, we all get what we deserve
G A D G A D
But a bad day at the ball park, beats a good day of bein' alone
G A Bm G A D
There's a towerin' shot into left field, she's goin' goin' gone
[Verse]
D G A D
No harm no foul, we gave each other kind
D G A D
I pick up the rotation, a broken record in my mind
D G A Bm
And this time I'll be sayin', there's no time left to waste
G Bm G A
When she makes that move toward me, I wipe that smile off her face
[Chorus]
G A D G A D
She'll be goin' goin' gone, like a full count hangin' curve
G A D G Bm A
She's goin' goin' gone, we all get what we deserve
G A D G A D
But a bad day at the ball park, beats a good day of bein' alone
G A Bm G A D
There's a towerin' shot into left field, she's goin' goin' gone
G A Bm G A D
There's a towerin' shot into left field, she's goin' goin' gone
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Storm
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