Biografia:
John Sturgill Simpson (born June 8, 1978) is an American country music and roots rock singer-songwriter.
Simpson was born in Jackson, Breathitt County, Kentucky, the only child of a secretary and a state policeman who formerly worked undercover narcotics. Due to his father's work, Simpson's family moved to Versailles, outside Lexington, where Simpson graduated from Woodford County High School. Simpson's mother's family were coal miners. Simpson is the first male on his mother's side of the family to not work in a strip mine or deep mine.
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Outras músicas:
- Turtles All The Way Down
- A Little Light
- All Around You
- Amarillo Highway
- Brace For Impact Live A Little
- Breakers Roar
- Call To Arms
- Could You Love Me One More Time
- Hero
- I Never Go Around Mirrors
- Id Have To Be Crazy
- In Bloom
- It Aint All Flowers
- Just Let Go
- Keep It Between The Lines
- Life Aint Fair And The World Is Mean
- Life Of Sin
- Living The Dream
- Long White Line
- Medicine Springs
- Oh Sarah
- Old King Coal
- Panbowl
- Poor Rambler
- Railroad Of Sin
- Sea Stories
- Sitting Here Without You
- Slim Slow Slider
- Some Days
- Sugar Daddy
- The Promise
- The Storm
- Time After All
- Voices
- Water In A Well
- Welcome To Earth Pollywog
- You Can Have The Crown
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"Voices"
Sturgill Simpson
Metamodern Sounds in Country Music (2014)
[Verse 1]
D
There's a voice that I can hear sometimes out here on the mountain
A G D
When it's dark and the sky is pouring acid like a fountain
D
Memories like coal dust stain the windows of my eyes
A G D
So ask them no more questions, they can't sell you no more lies
[Verse 2]
D
I hear voices all around me in society's depression
A G D
Over and over they all recite their first impression
D
The rivers are all crying but the ocean cannot speak
A G D
Until her waters crash into uncharted shores so dark and bleak
[Chorus]
G D
How I wish somebody'd make these voices go away
D A
Seems they're always talking but ain't got much to say
G D
Well a picture's worth a thousand words but a word ain't worth a dime
D A D
We all know they'll go on talking 'til the end of time
[Solo]
G D G D A D
[Verse 2]
D
Don't call it a sign of the times when it's always been this way
A G D
Forked tongues and voices behind curtains with no name
D
They plot their wicked schemes setting fate for all mankind
A G D Dsus4 D Dsus2
With evil that can fill God's pretty skies with clouds that burn and blind
[Chorus]
G D
How I wish somebody'd make these voices go away
D A
Seems they're always talking but ain't got much to say
G D
Well a picture's worth a thousand words but a word ain't worth a dime
D A D Dsus4 D Dsus2 D5
We all know they'll go on talking 'til the end of time
Sturgill Simpson
Metamodern Sounds in Country Music (2014)
[Verse 1]
D
There's a voice that I can hear sometimes out here on the mountain
A G D
When it's dark and the sky is pouring acid like a fountain
D
Memories like coal dust stain the windows of my eyes
A G D
So ask them no more questions, they can't sell you no more lies
[Verse 2]
D
I hear voices all around me in society's depression
A G D
Over and over they all recite their first impression
D
The rivers are all crying but the ocean cannot speak
A G D
Until her waters crash into uncharted shores so dark and bleak
[Chorus]
G D
How I wish somebody'd make these voices go away
D A
Seems they're always talking but ain't got much to say
G D
Well a picture's worth a thousand words but a word ain't worth a dime
D A D
We all know they'll go on talking 'til the end of time
[Solo]
G D G D A D
[Verse 2]
D
Don't call it a sign of the times when it's always been this way
A G D
Forked tongues and voices behind curtains with no name
D
They plot their wicked schemes setting fate for all mankind
A G D Dsus4 D Dsus2
With evil that can fill God's pretty skies with clouds that burn and blind
[Chorus]
G D
How I wish somebody'd make these voices go away
D A
Seems they're always talking but ain't got much to say
G D
Well a picture's worth a thousand words but a word ain't worth a dime
D A D Dsus4 D Dsus2 D5
We all know they'll go on talking 'til the end of time
Sublime
Sublime With Rom (...)
Submersed
Suburban Legends
Suburbia