Biografia:
Gram Parsons (Winterhaven, Flórida, 5 de novembro de 1946 — Joshua Tree, Califórnia, 19 de setembro de 1973) foi um cantor, compositor e guitarrista estadunidense que trabalhou com bandas como The Byrds e Flying Burrito Brothers. É considerado um dos precursores do country rock (surgido em fins dos anos 1960) e do alt-country (anos 1990). É também co-autor de clássicos como Hickory Wind, Juanita, Sin City e In My Hour of Darkness. Ao invés de country progressivo
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Outras músicas:
- 1000 Dollar Wedding
- A Song For You
- Big Mouth Blues
- Blue Eyes
- Brand New Heartache
- Brass Buttons
- Cry One More Time
- Devil In Disguise
- Do You Know How It Feels To Be Lonesome
- Drug Store Truck Drivin Man
- Grievous Angel
- Hearts Of Fire
- Hearts On Fire
- Hickory Wind
- Hot Burrito 1
- How Much Ive Lied
- I Cant Dance
- In My Hour Of Darkness
- Kiss The Children
- Love Hurts
- Luxury Liner
- Millers Cave
- Nothing Was Delivered
- November Nights
- Ooh Las Vegas
- Return Of The Grievous Angel
- She
- Sin City
- Still Feeling Blue
- Streets Of Baltimore
- Strong Boy
- Thats All It Took
- The Christian Life
- The New Soft Shoe
- Well Sweep Out The Ashes In The Morning
- Wild Horses
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!
Sin City
Gram Parsons, Chris Hillman
3/4 time
[Verse]
G D7
This old town is filled with sin,
G7 C
It'll swallow you in
G D7
If you've got some money to burn.
G D7
Take it home right away,
G7 C
You've got three years to pay
G D7 G
But Satan is waiting his turn
[Chorus]
C D7 G G7
This old earthquake's gonna leave me in the poor house.
C G D7
It seems like this whole town's insane
C D7 G7 C
On the thirty-first floor your gold plated door
G D7 G
Won't keep out the Lord's burning rain
[Verse]
G D7
The scientists say
G7 C
It'll all wash away
G D7
But we don't believe any more
G D7
Cause we've got our recruits
G7 C
And our green mohair suits
G D7 G G7
So please show you I.D. At the door.
[Chorus]
C D7 G G7
This old earthquake's gonna leave me in the poor house.
C G D7
It seems like this whole town's insane
C D7 G7 C
On the thirty-first floor your gold plated door
G D7 G
Won't keep out the Lord's burning rain
[Instrumental break]
[Verse]
G D7
A friend came around.
G7 C
Tried to clean up this town;
G G7 D7
His ideas made some people mad.
G D7
But he trusted his crowd,
G7 C
So he spoke right out loud
G D7 G
And they lost the best friend they had
[Chorus]
C D7 G G7
This old earthquake's gonna leave me in the poor house.
C G D7
It seems like this whole town's insane
C D7 G7 C
On the thirty-first floor your gold plated door
G D7 G
Won't keep out the Lord's burning rain
[Outro]
C D7 G7 C
On the thirty-first floor your gold plated door
G D7 G
Won't keep out the Lord's burning rain
Gram Parsons, Chris Hillman
3/4 time
[Verse]
G D7
This old town is filled with sin,
G7 C
It'll swallow you in
G D7
If you've got some money to burn.
G D7
Take it home right away,
G7 C
You've got three years to pay
G D7 G
But Satan is waiting his turn
[Chorus]
C D7 G G7
This old earthquake's gonna leave me in the poor house.
C G D7
It seems like this whole town's insane
C D7 G7 C
On the thirty-first floor your gold plated door
G D7 G
Won't keep out the Lord's burning rain
[Verse]
G D7
The scientists say
G7 C
It'll all wash away
G D7
But we don't believe any more
G D7
Cause we've got our recruits
G7 C
And our green mohair suits
G D7 G G7
So please show you I.D. At the door.
[Chorus]
C D7 G G7
This old earthquake's gonna leave me in the poor house.
C G D7
It seems like this whole town's insane
C D7 G7 C
On the thirty-first floor your gold plated door
G D7 G
Won't keep out the Lord's burning rain
[Instrumental break]
[Verse]
G D7
A friend came around.
G7 C
Tried to clean up this town;
G G7 D7
His ideas made some people mad.
G D7
But he trusted his crowd,
G7 C
So he spoke right out loud
G D7 G
And they lost the best friend they had
[Chorus]
C D7 G G7
This old earthquake's gonna leave me in the poor house.
C G D7
It seems like this whole town's insane
C D7 G7 C
On the thirty-first floor your gold plated door
G D7 G
Won't keep out the Lord's burning rain
[Outro]
C D7 G7 C
On the thirty-first floor your gold plated door
G D7 G
Won't keep out the Lord's burning rain
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