Biografia:
Fire Next Time fuse the pounding sound of folk rock with the pains of growing up and growing old on the prairies. The long dark winters in Northern Alberta have a way of tearing at your soul. Fire Next Time provide the soundtrack to cold, desolate landscapes, dark prairie nights and whiskey fueled nights at the local honky tonk. Their catchy choruses will have the saddest sap singing along, happy to have company in their misery. Now, that isn't to say that the bearded bards come across as another dreary emo band.
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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!
Carrion King
[Intro]
Am C F C G
Am C F C G
Am C
From the mountains above
F C G Am
To the valley below beneath the dirt and the snow
Am C F C G
Am C
Came the crashing of waves
F C G Am
And the breaking of the bodies of the mothers and their babes
Am C F C G
Am C
But i ain’t my fault
F C G Am
Cause i was drunk in a ditch when the world fell apart
Am C F C G
[Refrain]
F C
Oh, won’t you go
F
where they break
C G F G
their bread on the back of the folks you never know
far from the dirt and the snow
Am C F C G
Am C
we can stamp our feet
F C G Am
let the carrion wings of the keep the beat
Am C F C G
Am C
or we can light a fire
F C G Am
but all the matches went home and the wood’s so tired
Am C F C G
Am C
but it ain’t my fault
F C G Am
cause i was holding your hand when the world fell apart
Am C F C G
[Refrain]
F C
Oh, won’t you go
F
where they break
C G F G
their bread on the back of the folks you never know
far from the dirt and the snow
Am C F C G
Am C
when the sun don’t come
F C G Am
we will toil in the darkness that we have palmed
Am C F C G
Am C
so make your bed
F C G Am
cause i’ll be chamoingat the bid i’ll be feasting on the dead
Am C F C G
Am C
but it ain’t my fault
F C G Am
cause i was questioning grace when the world felt apart
Am C F C G
[Refrain]
F C
Oh, won’t you go
F
where they break
C G F G
their bread on the back of the folks you never know
far from the dirt and the snow
Am C F C G
[Intro]
Am C F C G
Am C F C G
Am C
From the mountains above
F C G Am
To the valley below beneath the dirt and the snow
Am C F C G
Am C
Came the crashing of waves
F C G Am
And the breaking of the bodies of the mothers and their babes
Am C F C G
Am C
But i ain’t my fault
F C G Am
Cause i was drunk in a ditch when the world fell apart
Am C F C G
[Refrain]
F C
Oh, won’t you go
F
where they break
C G F G
their bread on the back of the folks you never know
far from the dirt and the snow
Am C F C G
Am C
we can stamp our feet
F C G Am
let the carrion wings of the keep the beat
Am C F C G
Am C
or we can light a fire
F C G Am
but all the matches went home and the wood’s so tired
Am C F C G
Am C
but it ain’t my fault
F C G Am
cause i was holding your hand when the world fell apart
Am C F C G
[Refrain]
F C
Oh, won’t you go
F
where they break
C G F G
their bread on the back of the folks you never know
far from the dirt and the snow
Am C F C G
Am C
when the sun don’t come
F C G Am
we will toil in the darkness that we have palmed
Am C F C G
Am C
so make your bed
F C G Am
cause i’ll be chamoingat the bid i’ll be feasting on the dead
Am C F C G
Am C
but it ain’t my fault
F C G Am
cause i was questioning grace when the world felt apart
Am C F C G
[Refrain]
F C
Oh, won’t you go
F
where they break
C G F G
their bread on the back of the folks you never know
far from the dirt and the snow
Am C F C G
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