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!
Intro: C F (Repeat Several Times)
C F
out on the highway son be careful
C
your mother sure loves you
smell of liquor and gasoline
F C
you knew then what you were born to do
Am
they put Roosevelt in office
F C
they took the farm the family had to go
Am
we don’t have to do much farming
F C G
for the corn mash, or the copper, or the oak trees
C F (Repeat Several Times)
C
two years ago this april
F C
‘bout the time when he made that first run
it was just to Carolina
F C
but I was thinking this awful thing I’d done
Am F
back home in Kentucky it was sundown
C
when he slipped right through the door
Am
and he was wide eyed and sweaty
F C G
and he said he would be ready by the mornin’
C F (Repeat Several Times)
C
we made whiskey in the morning
F C
we made whiskey morning, noon, and nigt
F
when you were at home it was the only sleep
C
your mother got at night
Am
she’d just sit there by the window
F C
crying boy oh when you comin’ home
Am F
at night I see her there on her knees and in her prayers
C G
she says oh Jesus don’t leave us here alone
C F (Repeat Several Times)
C F
sixty miles an hour after midnight
C
he roared o’er that county line
there were patrol cars in the bushes
F C
and they were waiting for just the right time
Am
they turned the lights on in the curve
F C
and the Plymouth started swerving left to right
Am
and it sounded like a cannon
F C G
as the shotguns ripped apart the night
C F (Repeat Several Times)
Am
let his soul rest in Kentucky
F C
where he won’t have to be lucky anymore
Am
I can still here him laughing
F C
bout the police he outrun the night before
G
the bullets in his door
C F (Repeat Several Times)
C F
out on the highway son be careful
C
your mother sure loves you
C F
out on the highway son be careful
C
your mother sure loves you
smell of liquor and gasoline
F C
you knew then what you were born to do
Am
they put Roosevelt in office
F C
they took the farm the family had to go
Am
we don’t have to do much farming
F C G
for the corn mash, or the copper, or the oak trees
C F (Repeat Several Times)
C
two years ago this april
F C
‘bout the time when he made that first run
it was just to Carolina
F C
but I was thinking this awful thing I’d done
Am F
back home in Kentucky it was sundown
C
when he slipped right through the door
Am
and he was wide eyed and sweaty
F C G
and he said he would be ready by the mornin’
C F (Repeat Several Times)
C
we made whiskey in the morning
F C
we made whiskey morning, noon, and nigt
F
when you were at home it was the only sleep
C
your mother got at night
Am
she’d just sit there by the window
F C
crying boy oh when you comin’ home
Am F
at night I see her there on her knees and in her prayers
C G
she says oh Jesus don’t leave us here alone
C F (Repeat Several Times)
C F
sixty miles an hour after midnight
C
he roared o’er that county line
there were patrol cars in the bushes
F C
and they were waiting for just the right time
Am
they turned the lights on in the curve
F C
and the Plymouth started swerving left to right
Am
and it sounded like a cannon
F C G
as the shotguns ripped apart the night
C F (Repeat Several Times)
Am
let his soul rest in Kentucky
F C
where he won’t have to be lucky anymore
Am
I can still here him laughing
F C
bout the police he outrun the night before
G
the bullets in his door
C F (Repeat Several Times)
C F
out on the highway son be careful
C
your mother sure loves you
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