Biografia:
We don't pull any punches about calling this Southern rock because that's what it is," says Blackberry Smoke frontman Charlie Starr. "It's what we think new Southern rock should sound like." Starr, guitarist Paul Jackson, bassist Richard Turner and drummer Brit Turner are indeed sons of the South, but their considerable chops recall The Swanee River Boys and The Stanley Brothers as well as Lynyrd Skynyrd and The Allman Brothers.
"We love all kinds of music - our CD collection in the van is extremely diverse," Charlie continues.
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Outras músicas:
- Aint Got The Blues
- Aint Much Left Of Me
- Best Seat In The House
- Everybody Knows Shes Mine
- Freedom Song
- Good One Comin On
- Id Be Lying
- Ive Got This Song
- Lay It All On Me
- Leave A Scar
- Lesson In A Bottle
- Let It Burn
- Let Me Down Easy
- Like I Am
- Livin Hell
- Living In The Song
- Lucky Seven
- Medicate My Mind
- No Way Back To Eden
- Nobody Gives A Damn
- One Horse Town
- Paybacks A Bitch
- Pretty Little Lie
- Rock And Roll Again
- Run Away From It All
- Shake Your Magnolia
- Six Ways To Sunday
- Son Of The Bourbon
- Sunrise In Texas
- Testify
- The Whippoorwill
- Too High
- Up The Road
- What Comes Naturally
- Yesterdays Wine
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Blackberry Smoke - Son of the Bourbon
G C G
My mama drank scotch whiskey and my daddy drank Jim Beam
G D
I was conceived just outside of New Orleans
G C
Told my ma he loved her while Elvin Bishop played
G D G
That would be the worst mistake my mama ever made
Chorus:
C G
I a son of the bourbon, I'm a son of a bitch
G A D
I'm a dyin' breed of rock and roll I'd pass up in the ditch
G C
I've been up against the law, I've spent some time in jail
G D G
I've been know for gettin stoned, I've raised my share of hell
G C G
They went back to Alabam one cold October day
G D
as soon as I was born, my daddy up and ran away
G C
We got by on getting by, we live from week to week
G D G
As long as I got two good hands, I'll work to earn my keep
Chorus:
C G
I a son of the bourbon, I'm a son of a bitch
G A D
A dyin' breed of rock and roll I'd pass up in the ditch
G C
I've been up against the law, I've spent some time in jail
G D G
I've been know for gettin stoned, I've raised my share of hell
Guitar Solo--
G C G
My mama drank scotch whiskey and my daddy drank Jim Beam
G D
I was conceived just outside of New Orleans
G C
When my life is over and my time has come to pass
G D G
Bury me upside down so the world can kiss my ass
Chorus:
C G
I a son of the bourbon, I'm a son of a bitch
G A D
I'm a dyin' breed of rock and roll I'd pass up in the ditch
G C
I've been up against the law, I've spent some time in jail
G D G
I've been know for gettin stoned, I've raised my share of hell
G D C G
I've been know for gettin stoned, I've raised my share of hell
G C G
My mama drank scotch whiskey and my daddy drank Jim Beam
G D
I was conceived just outside of New Orleans
G C
Told my ma he loved her while Elvin Bishop played
G D G
That would be the worst mistake my mama ever made
Chorus:
C G
I a son of the bourbon, I'm a son of a bitch
G A D
I'm a dyin' breed of rock and roll I'd pass up in the ditch
G C
I've been up against the law, I've spent some time in jail
G D G
I've been know for gettin stoned, I've raised my share of hell
G C G
They went back to Alabam one cold October day
G D
as soon as I was born, my daddy up and ran away
G C
We got by on getting by, we live from week to week
G D G
As long as I got two good hands, I'll work to earn my keep
Chorus:
C G
I a son of the bourbon, I'm a son of a bitch
G A D
A dyin' breed of rock and roll I'd pass up in the ditch
G C
I've been up against the law, I've spent some time in jail
G D G
I've been know for gettin stoned, I've raised my share of hell
Guitar Solo--
G C G
My mama drank scotch whiskey and my daddy drank Jim Beam
G D
I was conceived just outside of New Orleans
G C
When my life is over and my time has come to pass
G D G
Bury me upside down so the world can kiss my ass
Chorus:
C G
I a son of the bourbon, I'm a son of a bitch
G A D
I'm a dyin' breed of rock and roll I'd pass up in the ditch
G C
I've been up against the law, I've spent some time in jail
G D G
I've been know for gettin stoned, I've raised my share of hell
G D C G
I've been know for gettin stoned, I've raised my share of hell
Blackeyed Susan
Blackfeather
Blackfish
Blackfoot
Blackfoot Sue