Biografia:
Zac Brown Band é uma academia country e premiada banda americana de música country com sede em Atlanta, Geórgia.
A Banda consiste em Zac Brown (vocais, guitarra), Jimmy De Martini (fiddle, vocais), John Hopkins Driskell (baixo e vocal), Coy Bowles (guitarra e órgão), Chris Pereira de Almeida (bateria) e Clay Cook ( violão, órgão, bandolim, violão de aço e vocal).
Fizeram turnê pelos Estados Unidos incluindo uma apresentação no Bonnaroo Music Festival 2006.
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Outras músicas:
- As She's Walking Away
- Bittersweet
- Chicken Fried
- Colder Weather
- Day That I Die
- Et Ta Mere
- Free
- Goodbye In Her Eyes
- Homegrown
- Island Song
- Jump Right In
- Knee Deep
- Knee Deep (feat Jimmy Buffet)
- Loving You Easy
- My Old Man
- Sweet Annie
- The Wind
- Toes
- Tomorrow Never Comes
- Whatever It Is
- 2 Places At 1 Time
- All Alright
- All The Best
- As Shes Walking Away
- Bar
- Beautiful Drug
- Castaway
- Cold Hearted
- Come Pick Me Up
- Cover Me Up
- Day For The Dead
- Different Kind Of Fine
- Dress Blues
- Every Little Bit
- Family Table
- Fox On The Run
- Free Into The Mystic
- From Now On
- Gonna Make This Day
- Grandmas Garden
- Highway 20 Ride
- I Lost It Live
- I Play The Road
- Ill Be Your Man
- It Goes On
- It Not Ok
- Its Not Ok
- Jah Made
- Jolene
- Junkyard
- Keep Me In Mind
- Lances Song
- Last But Not Least
- Let It Go
- Let It Rain
- Long Haul
- Make This Day
- Mango Tree
- Martin
- Mary
- Natural Disaster
- No Hurry
- Nothing
- Oh My Sweet Carolina
- On This Train
- One Day
- Quiet Your Mind
- Real Thing
- Remedy
- Roots
- Settle Me Down
- Sic Em On A Chicken
- Sic Em On A Chiken
- Smoke Rise
- Someone I Used To Know
- Start Over
- The Muse
- Trying To Drive
- Uncaged
- Where The Boat Leaves From
- Where The River Goes
- Whiskeys Gone
- Who Knows
- Wildfire
- Young And Wild
- Your Majesty
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!
Song: Junkyard
By: Zac Brown Band
Tabbed By: Jacob Stitzel
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Tune Half-Step Down to Match Recording
This is how I play the intro/first verse when I play acoustic:
Am
e|-------0-------0-------0---------------|
B|.------1-------1-------1--------------.|
G|-----2---2---2---2---2---2---2---2-----|
D|.-------------------------------------.|
A|---0-------0-------0-------3---2-------|
E|---------------------------------------|
let the A and G strings ring.
Am
And I have lived in a junkyard, where the weeds eat up the rain
Am
You get anything there, you are out of place
Am
You know there's hell to pay
F C G
And say, "You're are sick, as you are lovely
F C G
And in need of a hand"
F C G
He tells me, you are never worthy
F C F C
But I was just a child you see, that's my reality
He had a sick little girl, dirty and harmed with a breast plate made of metal
She drives all day in a rusty Buick, feet don't reach the pedals
Got a jar of flies, a fathers disguise, where his heart should be
A mouth is sown together, she screams with those eyes!
And he says, "She's as sick, as she is lovely
and in need of my hand"
He tells her, you are never worthy
She was all alone you see, that was her reality… yeah
Shoulda been sleepin, shoulda been dreaming, but I wake up to broken glass
We want more, an empty desk, in my homeroom class
I got an old bone pocket knife, tight in my right hand to save my poor mother, from the
junk yard man!
And I say, "he's is sick he is not lovely
And in need of a hand"
And he will know he's not worthy
As he dies alone you see, that's his reality
I'm not sick, I am lovely, and hatred is the curse of man!
And I will not feel unworthy
Cause I've washed my hands you see, that's my reality
By: Zac Brown Band
Tabbed By: Jacob Stitzel
-----------------------------
Tune Half-Step Down to Match Recording
This is how I play the intro/first verse when I play acoustic:
Am
e|-------0-------0-------0---------------|
B|.------1-------1-------1--------------.|
G|-----2---2---2---2---2---2---2---2-----|
D|.-------------------------------------.|
A|---0-------0-------0-------3---2-------|
E|---------------------------------------|
let the A and G strings ring.
Am
And I have lived in a junkyard, where the weeds eat up the rain
Am
You get anything there, you are out of place
Am
You know there's hell to pay
F C G
And say, "You're are sick, as you are lovely
F C G
And in need of a hand"
F C G
He tells me, you are never worthy
F C F C
But I was just a child you see, that's my reality
He had a sick little girl, dirty and harmed with a breast plate made of metal
She drives all day in a rusty Buick, feet don't reach the pedals
Got a jar of flies, a fathers disguise, where his heart should be
A mouth is sown together, she screams with those eyes!
And he says, "She's as sick, as she is lovely
and in need of my hand"
He tells her, you are never worthy
She was all alone you see, that was her reality… yeah
Shoulda been sleepin, shoulda been dreaming, but I wake up to broken glass
We want more, an empty desk, in my homeroom class
I got an old bone pocket knife, tight in my right hand to save my poor mother, from the
junk yard man!
And I say, "he's is sick he is not lovely
And in need of a hand"
And he will know he's not worthy
As he dies alone you see, that's his reality
I'm not sick, I am lovely, and hatred is the curse of man!
And I will not feel unworthy
Cause I've washed my hands you see, that's my reality
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