Biografia:
Blitzen Trapper é uma banda americana de folk / indie rock, vinda de Oregon Portland. Formada em 2000, a banda atualmente funciona como um sexteto, com Eric Earley (guitar/vocals), Erik Menteer (guitar/keyboard), Brian Adrian Koch (drums/vocals), Michael VanPelt, (bass), Drew Laughery (keyboards), e Marty Marquis (guitar, keyboards, vocals). O grupo assinou com a Sub Pop Records, no verão de 2007.
Discografia:
2003: Blitzen Trapper
2004: Field Rexx
2007: Wild Mountain Nation
2008: Furr
2009: Black River Killer (EP)
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Outras músicas:
- Black River Killer
- Furr
- God and Suicide
- Across The River
- American Goldwing
- Astronaut
- Badgers Black Brigade
- Big Black Bird
- Country Caravan
- Dont Be A Stranger
- Dragons Song
- Drive On Up
- Evening Star
- Ever Loved Once
- Fletcher
- Girl In A Coat
- God Suicide
- Gold For Bread
- Heaven And Earth
- Jericho
- Lady On The Water
- Laughing Lover
- Lonesome Angel
- Love Grow Cold
- Love The Way You Walk Away
- Might Find It Cheap
- Mission Moon
- My Home Town
- Not Your Lover
- Rebel
- Reno
- Saturday Nite
- Sci
- Silver Moon
- Sleepytime In The Western World
- Stolen Shoes And A Rifle
- Stranger In A Strange Land
- Taking It Easy Too Long
- Texaco
- The Man Who Would Speak True
- The Tree
- Thirsty Man
- Valley Of Death
- Wild Mountain Nation
- Wild Mountain Nation Live Acoustic
- Wind Dont Always Blow
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!
B intro
Verse 1:
B A E
Oh mama, I've been talkin' to those western stars
B A E
They give me comfort at night, right lyin' in the back of the car
B A E
An I can see your face in the place that I go when I'm there
B A E
Me an Jimmy an the boys runnin' dark up in the mountain air, yeah
B,A,E Instrumental
Verse 2:
B A E
Got a couple more runs till the sun's comin' up in the east
B A E
Ole Fletcher's in the car drinkin' whiskey from a jar through his teeth
B A E
Jimmy ain't back but his tracks lead up into the trees
B A E
I guess there ain't nothing for it but to drive on up and see what we see, yeah, uh huh
Chorus:
B A E B
Dont ya let ole Fletcher take the wheel tonight
E
His heart's grown cold
F# E F#
And this old dirt road runs rough and ragged to a terrible height
E F# E B
So dontcha let ole Fletcher take the wheel tonight
E F#
There ain't much to live for
E F#
But there's this woman and she's got me feeling pretty alright
E F#
Lovin', oh Lord, can make me change my ways
B B/Bb E
So won't you let me live another day
E
Guess I'd like to live another day
Guitar Solo
Same as Verses 1 and 2
Ole Fletcher's been drinkin' with a pistol and is itchin' to play
Sayin' "'Man, I had this woman, she was livin' at the mouth of the bay,
But she found me out and now she sees a man who wears a suit
I seen him walkin' his dog down by the company in brand new boots, yeah,
Chorus:
So dont ya let ole Fletcher take the wheel tonight
His heart's grown cold
And this old dirt road runs rough and ragged to a terrible height
So dont ya let ole Fletcher take the wheel tonight
There ain't much to live for But there's this woman and she's got me feeling pretty alright
Lovin', oh Lord, can make me change my ways
So won't you let me live another day
Guess I'd like to live another day
Verse 4:
Oh mama, I've been talkin' to those western stars They give me comfort at night,
right lyin' in the back of the car An I can see your face in the place that I'll
go when I'm there Me and Jimmy and the boys runnin' dark up in the mountain air
Verse 1:
B A E
Oh mama, I've been talkin' to those western stars
B A E
They give me comfort at night, right lyin' in the back of the car
B A E
An I can see your face in the place that I go when I'm there
B A E
Me an Jimmy an the boys runnin' dark up in the mountain air, yeah
B,A,E Instrumental
Verse 2:
B A E
Got a couple more runs till the sun's comin' up in the east
B A E
Ole Fletcher's in the car drinkin' whiskey from a jar through his teeth
B A E
Jimmy ain't back but his tracks lead up into the trees
B A E
I guess there ain't nothing for it but to drive on up and see what we see, yeah, uh huh
Chorus:
B A E B
Dont ya let ole Fletcher take the wheel tonight
E
His heart's grown cold
F# E F#
And this old dirt road runs rough and ragged to a terrible height
E F# E B
So dontcha let ole Fletcher take the wheel tonight
E F#
There ain't much to live for
E F#
But there's this woman and she's got me feeling pretty alright
E F#
Lovin', oh Lord, can make me change my ways
B B/Bb E
So won't you let me live another day
E
Guess I'd like to live another day
Guitar Solo
Same as Verses 1 and 2
Ole Fletcher's been drinkin' with a pistol and is itchin' to play
Sayin' "'Man, I had this woman, she was livin' at the mouth of the bay,
But she found me out and now she sees a man who wears a suit
I seen him walkin' his dog down by the company in brand new boots, yeah,
Chorus:
So dont ya let ole Fletcher take the wheel tonight
His heart's grown cold
And this old dirt road runs rough and ragged to a terrible height
So dont ya let ole Fletcher take the wheel tonight
There ain't much to live for But there's this woman and she's got me feeling pretty alright
Lovin', oh Lord, can make me change my ways
So won't you let me live another day
Guess I'd like to live another day
Verse 4:
Oh mama, I've been talkin' to those western stars They give me comfort at night,
right lyin' in the back of the car An I can see your face in the place that I'll
go when I'm there Me and Jimmy and the boys runnin' dark up in the mountain air
Blondie
Blood On The Dan (...)
Blood Sweat & (...)
Bloodhound Gang
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