Biografia:
Chad (Chadwick) Stokes Urmston (born February 26, 1976 in Sherborn, Massachusetts) is an American musician. Urmston was a member of the band Hermit Thrush which later gave birth to the band Dispatch. He is the frontman for the Sherborn, Massachusetts-area band State Radio, as well as a constant activist for improved living conditions in Zimbabwe. In 2008 he co-founded Calling all Crows, a non-profit dedicated to improving the lives of women all over the world, as well as local communities on tour stops for State Radio.
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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]
C G C G
[Verse 1]
C
Long before I knew you I was tumbling back home
C
I was just pushing down the pavement
C
I was turning into stone
Am F C
And you run, and you run, and you run, and you run got to pick up your knees
[Verse 2]
C
As long as she don't kill us we'll be stronger in the end
And every boy out there on Bogle Street is dying to get in
Am F C
And you run, and you run, and you run, and you run got to pick up your knees
C
And you run, and you run, and you run, and you run got to pick up your knees
[Verse 3]
C
She gave me room to amble, with brier and bramble
And the old red door was always open to the angels and the devils
F G C Am F
And nobody was young when they heard her mouth when she told us everything we never knew
Dm G
It was the song of the grande madame
[Chorus]
Am F
Mother Maple I drink from your syrup
C G
And I am thankful for the blood that you bleed
Am F
We're in the sugar shack making our porridge
C G
And you have given us more than we need
Am F
And I see more and more how you suffer, and not for nothing
C G
But you can't often get the air that you need
F C G
When your roots leave the earth I will stay and get my honey from the trees
[Verse 4]
C
Laughter in the cottage house, could last for hours long
When we heard the last gasp we all gave up our mother's song
Am F
And you run, and you run, and you run, and you run, and you run
[Chorus]
Am F
Mother Maple I drink from your syrup
C G
And I am thankful for the blood that you bleed
Am F
We're in the sugar shack making our porridge
C G
And you have given us more than we need
Am F
And I see more and more how you suffer, and not for nothing
C G
But you can't often get the air that you need
F C G
When your roots leave the earth I will stay and get my honey from the trees
C G C G C
C G C G
[Verse 1]
C
Long before I knew you I was tumbling back home
C
I was just pushing down the pavement
C
I was turning into stone
Am F C
And you run, and you run, and you run, and you run got to pick up your knees
[Verse 2]
C
As long as she don't kill us we'll be stronger in the end
And every boy out there on Bogle Street is dying to get in
Am F C
And you run, and you run, and you run, and you run got to pick up your knees
C
And you run, and you run, and you run, and you run got to pick up your knees
[Verse 3]
C
She gave me room to amble, with brier and bramble
And the old red door was always open to the angels and the devils
F G C Am F
And nobody was young when they heard her mouth when she told us everything we never knew
Dm G
It was the song of the grande madame
[Chorus]
Am F
Mother Maple I drink from your syrup
C G
And I am thankful for the blood that you bleed
Am F
We're in the sugar shack making our porridge
C G
And you have given us more than we need
Am F
And I see more and more how you suffer, and not for nothing
C G
But you can't often get the air that you need
F C G
When your roots leave the earth I will stay and get my honey from the trees
[Verse 4]
C
Laughter in the cottage house, could last for hours long
When we heard the last gasp we all gave up our mother's song
Am F
And you run, and you run, and you run, and you run, and you run
[Chorus]
Am F
Mother Maple I drink from your syrup
C G
And I am thankful for the blood that you bleed
Am F
We're in the sugar shack making our porridge
C G
And you have given us more than we need
Am F
And I see more and more how you suffer, and not for nothing
C G
But you can't often get the air that you need
F C G
When your roots leave the earth I will stay and get my honey from the trees
C G C G C
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