Biografia:
O everybodyfields é um folk independente / banda country de Johnson City, TN. A banda é liderada por Sam e Quinn Andrews Jill, que se conheceram quando ambos trabalhando em um acampamento de verão. Em 2003, Jill juntou-se com Sam Quinn a criar o everybodyfields. A cara da música raiz Tennessee nunca seria a mesma. O everybodyfields jogado Bonnaroo e Floydfest, honkytonks, bares e teatros de costa a costa. ” Paste Magazine classificou-os em suas "Best of What's Next" questão em Setembro de 2008
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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!
Chords - G, Bm, C, Am7 (or Am, whatever you like)
Intro (or a close aproximation)
E|----------------|
B|----------------|
G|--------------0-|
D|---------0h2----|
A|--0h2/4---------|
E|----------------|
G Bm C Am7
Two days and money spent. I can't tell yous where I been. I only gamble when
C G
I steal, but I like the way it feels. And my hands still smell like a
Bm C Am7
magazine. I keep having the same old dreams. Everything is what it seems,
C G
somethings wrong and I'm off to sleep.
White knuckles on a baseball bat and I know just where I'm at. The sun shone like
David Copperfield. Daddy tell me it's not real. Two feet knee deep in doubt.
Around the bases and at home I'm out. But if you're never home I doubt that you
will ever see me out.
The parking lot is a hiding place, cause under the cars you can't see my face.
Intro (or a close aproximation)
E|----------------|
B|----------------|
G|--------------0-|
D|---------0h2----|
A|--0h2/4---------|
E|----------------|
G Bm C Am7
Two days and money spent. I can't tell yous where I been. I only gamble when
C G
I steal, but I like the way it feels. And my hands still smell like a
Bm C Am7
magazine. I keep having the same old dreams. Everything is what it seems,
C G
somethings wrong and I'm off to sleep.
White knuckles on a baseball bat and I know just where I'm at. The sun shone like
David Copperfield. Daddy tell me it's not real. Two feet knee deep in doubt.
Around the bases and at home I'm out. But if you're never home I doubt that you
will ever see me out.
The parking lot is a hiding place, cause under the cars you can't see my face.
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