Biografia:
A.A. Bondy (nascido Arthur Auguste Bondy, também conhecido como Scott Bondy) é um folk americano / artista alternativo de Birmingham Alabama. Bondy ganhou fama com sua primeira banda Verbena . A banda se separou em 2003, depois que Bondy se mudou para sua casa nas montanhas Catskill, em Palenville Nova York. O álbum de estréia American Hearts (2007) foi produzido em uma granja perto de casa de Nova Iorque. O álbum mostrava uma mudança na direção musical de Bondy.
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Outras músicas:
- All Rise
- American Hearts
- Among The Pines
- Black Rain Black Rain
- Down In The Fire Lost Sea
- Drmz
- False River
- Hiway Fevers
- How Will You Meet Your End
- I Can See The Pines Are Dancing
- Killed Myself When I Was Young
- Lovers Waltz
- Mercy Wheel
- Mightiest Of Guns
- No Man Shall
- Of The Sea
- Oh The Vampyre
- On The Moon
- Rapture Sweet Rapture
- Rte 28 Believers
- Scenes From A Circus
- Skull And Bones
- Surfer King
- The Coal Hits The Fire
- The Heart Is Willing
- The Twist
- Theres A Reason
- To The Morning
- When The Devils Loose
- Witness Blues
- World Without End
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Capo 5
G Em
You see the Sunday birds swinging low
G Em
And the fever in your brain only grows
C G
And the murder boys they're running down the street
C G
You can see them through the window from your seat
D C G
Hear the sound of the mightiest of guns
When the shadows run like ghosts across your room
Do you take your world and burn it in a spoon
A mercy ship to sail you off to sleep
To where the crimson angels swim the deep
But there’s no hiding from the mightiest of guns
With every breath you drink in the night
Cause you won’t give up your blues without a fight
And looking at the sky there is no pain
And the stars keep falling down like burning rain
They were fired by the mightiest of guns
Harmonica Solo
Tomorrow I'll be out of my mind
The bear will dance and the organ will grind
I’m laughing cause I know there ain’t no sin
All the world on the head of a pin
Turning fast beneath the mightiest of guns
Turning fast beneath the mightiest of guns
G Em
You see the Sunday birds swinging low
G Em
And the fever in your brain only grows
C G
And the murder boys they're running down the street
C G
You can see them through the window from your seat
D C G
Hear the sound of the mightiest of guns
When the shadows run like ghosts across your room
Do you take your world and burn it in a spoon
A mercy ship to sail you off to sleep
To where the crimson angels swim the deep
But there’s no hiding from the mightiest of guns
With every breath you drink in the night
Cause you won’t give up your blues without a fight
And looking at the sky there is no pain
And the stars keep falling down like burning rain
They were fired by the mightiest of guns
Harmonica Solo
Tomorrow I'll be out of my mind
The bear will dance and the organ will grind
I’m laughing cause I know there ain’t no sin
All the world on the head of a pin
Turning fast beneath the mightiest of guns
Turning fast beneath the mightiest of guns
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