Biografia:
With his first two singles reaching number one upon their release, Clay Walker immediately established himself as a commercial success. Unlike most of his new country contemporaries of the mid-'90s, he was able to sustain that success over a couple of years, racking up no less than five number one singles in the first three years of his career.
Clay Walker (born August 19, 1969) was born and raised on a farm in Beaumont, TX, the hometown of George Jones.
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Outras músicas:
- All American
- Bury The Shovel
- Chain Of Love
- Dreaming With My Eyes Open
- Fall
- For She Was Momma
- Hand Me Down Heart
- Heart Over Head Over Heels
- Heartache Highway
- Holding Her And Loving You
- How To Make A Man Lonesome
- Hypnotize The Moon
- I Cant Forget Her
- I Cant Sleep
- I Dont Know How Love Starts
- I Wont Have The Heart
- Id Love To Be Your Last
- Id Say Thatts Right
- If A Man Aint Thinkin
- If I Could Make A Living
- If You Ever Feel Like Lovin Me Again
- If You Ever Feel Like Loving Me Again
- Jesse James
- Jesus Was A Country Boy
- Let Me Take The Heartache Off Your Hands
- Like We Never Said Goodbye
- Live Laugh Love
- Live Until I Die
- Love Me Like You Love Me
- Miami And Me
- Money Aint Everything
- My Heart Will Never Know
- Next Step In Love
- One Two I Love You
- Ordinary People
- Right Now
- Rumor Has It
- Seven Sundays
- She Likes It In The Morning
- She Wont Be Lonely Long
- Shes Always Right
- The Chain Of Love
- The Silence Speaks For Itself
- The Woman And This Man
- Then What
- This Woman And This Man
- Watch This
- Whats It To You
- When Shes Good Shes Good
- Where Do I Fit In The Picture
- Where Do I Go From You
- Where Were You
- White Palace
- Who Needs You Baby
- Workin On Me
- You Make It Look So Easy
- Youre Beginning To Get To Me
- Youre My Witness
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!
My First Tab its Not accurate but this is how
i play it hope u like it! plz feel free to comment.
Clay Walker: "For She Was Momma"
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'Bout ten years old, hide and seek
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I found me in the closet
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Ready or not I stumbled on
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And opened up that box of
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Yearbooks, letters, black and whites
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A hundred, maybe more
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Next thing I know my brothers and me
G D
Got 'em scattered on the floor (Yeah)
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There was one of her, flippin' the bird
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Sittin' on a Harley
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And a few with some hairy hippie dude
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Turns out his name was Charlie
D G D
Her hair, her clothes, her drinkin' smokin'
G D
Had us boys confused
G D G D
I'll never forget the day us nosey kids got introduced
"Chorus"
G D
To Mama, 'fore she was Mama
A D
In a string bikini, in Tijuana
G D
Won't admit she smoked marijuana
G D
But I saw Mama, 'fore she was Mama
D
We put that box right where it was
G D
And never said a word
G D
But growin' up got hard just tryin'
G D
Not to picture her
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In anything but aprons, dresses
G D
Mini-vans and church
G D
Oh and Daddy would have whooped our butts
G D
For diggin' up that dirt
"Chorus #2"
G D
On Mama, 'fore she was Mama
A D
In a string bikini, in Tijuana
G D
She won't admit she smoked marijuana
G D
But I saw Mama, 'fore she was Mama
D
We laugh and hang it over her head
G D
Right above her halo
G D
Her face turns red when we bring up
G D
That tie-dyed Winnebago
D
She runs and hides and still denies
G D
That hip high rose tattoo
G D
She burned that box of forget-me-nots
G D
When she found out we knew
"Chorus #3"
G D
About Mama, 'fore she was Mama
A D
In a string bikini, in Tijuana
G D
Won't admit she smoked marijuana
G D
But that was Mama, 'fore she was Mama
G D
And there's that one down in the Bahamas
G D
But that was Mama, 'fore she was Mama
i play it hope u like it! plz feel free to comment.
Clay Walker: "For She Was Momma"
D
'Bout ten years old, hide and seek
G D
I found me in the closet
D
Ready or not I stumbled on
G D
And opened up that box of
G D
Yearbooks, letters, black and whites
G D
A hundred, maybe more
G D
Next thing I know my brothers and me
G D
Got 'em scattered on the floor (Yeah)
D
There was one of her, flippin' the bird
G D
Sittin' on a Harley
D
And a few with some hairy hippie dude
G D
Turns out his name was Charlie
D G D
Her hair, her clothes, her drinkin' smokin'
G D
Had us boys confused
G D G D
I'll never forget the day us nosey kids got introduced
"Chorus"
G D
To Mama, 'fore she was Mama
A D
In a string bikini, in Tijuana
G D
Won't admit she smoked marijuana
G D
But I saw Mama, 'fore she was Mama
D
We put that box right where it was
G D
And never said a word
G D
But growin' up got hard just tryin'
G D
Not to picture her
D
In anything but aprons, dresses
G D
Mini-vans and church
G D
Oh and Daddy would have whooped our butts
G D
For diggin' up that dirt
"Chorus #2"
G D
On Mama, 'fore she was Mama
A D
In a string bikini, in Tijuana
G D
She won't admit she smoked marijuana
G D
But I saw Mama, 'fore she was Mama
D
We laugh and hang it over her head
G D
Right above her halo
G D
Her face turns red when we bring up
G D
That tie-dyed Winnebago
D
She runs and hides and still denies
G D
That hip high rose tattoo
G D
She burned that box of forget-me-nots
G D
When she found out we knew
"Chorus #3"
G D
About Mama, 'fore she was Mama
A D
In a string bikini, in Tijuana
G D
Won't admit she smoked marijuana
G D
But that was Mama, 'fore she was Mama
G D
And there's that one down in the Bahamas
G D
But that was Mama, 'fore she was Mama
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