Biografia:
O conjunto indie folk Brown Bird foi inicialmente formado como um veículo para o vocalista principal e compositor David Lamb. Em 2003, tendo vivido brevemente em Seattle, David se mudou para o leste de Portland, Maine, onde ele começou a trabalhar em um punhado de melodias folk que se compararam favoravelmente com o trabalho sobressalente e rude de artistas como Bonnie "Prince" Billy e Iron and Wine. Os amigos de David, Jerusha e Jeremy Robinson
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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]
Cm G x2
[Verse 1]
Cm G
I set fire to a way of living
Cm G
That I never want to live no more
Cm G
I put down the Bible for a lady and a bottle
Cm G Cm
And I feel a lot less like a whore
G Cm G
[Verse 2]
Cm G
A rusted hammer and a needy generator
Cm G
Greet me when I awake every morning
Cm G
I play deckhand for the Captain Langley
Cm G Cm
As we recover the boat from the mooring
G Cm G
[Bridge]
Fm Cm
And when the weather’s on
Fm Cm
I can hardly wait
Fm Cm
I know I’m not the only one
Fm Cm
Who feels at home on the wild waves
[Chorus]
G Cm
They sink their teeth into my spine
G Cm
Intoxicated on the brine
G Cm
You’d swear the water tastes like wine
G Fm
Where I’ll be floating all the time
[Instrumental]
G Ab Bb
Cm G Cm G
Ab Bb Ab G
Ab Bb Cm G
Cm G
[Outro]
Cm G Cm G
Fare you well my ladies
Cm G Cm G
Fare you well land lovers
Cm G Cm G
Fare you well my ladies
Cm G Cm
Fare you well land lovers
Cm G x2
[Verse 1]
Cm G
I set fire to a way of living
Cm G
That I never want to live no more
Cm G
I put down the Bible for a lady and a bottle
Cm G Cm
And I feel a lot less like a whore
G Cm G
[Verse 2]
Cm G
A rusted hammer and a needy generator
Cm G
Greet me when I awake every morning
Cm G
I play deckhand for the Captain Langley
Cm G Cm
As we recover the boat from the mooring
G Cm G
[Bridge]
Fm Cm
And when the weather’s on
Fm Cm
I can hardly wait
Fm Cm
I know I’m not the only one
Fm Cm
Who feels at home on the wild waves
[Chorus]
G Cm
They sink their teeth into my spine
G Cm
Intoxicated on the brine
G Cm
You’d swear the water tastes like wine
G Fm
Where I’ll be floating all the time
[Instrumental]
G Ab Bb
Cm G Cm G
Ab Bb Ab G
Ab Bb Cm G
Cm G
[Outro]
Cm G Cm G
Fare you well my ladies
Cm G Cm G
Fare you well land lovers
Cm G Cm G
Fare you well my ladies
Cm G Cm
Fare you well land lovers
Bruce Springstee (...)
Bruce Wiegner
Bruddah Waltah
Brunettes Shoot (...)
Bruno Arias