Biografia:
"Head for the Hills has created a sound that is all at once organic, precise, timeless, and brand-new,” as reported by the Missoula Independent. The acclaimed Colorado quartet has been receiving nation-wide recognition in response to their refreshing take on acoustic music. Described as “modern acoustic” music, H4TH produces an endearing mixture of homegrown compositions, traditional harmonies, and improvisation. In the live setting, H4TH ventures
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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!
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A D
Ive been to Memphis, down to Baton Rouge
A E7
Racked up expenses on hotel rooms and booze
D A
I may be senseless, but I'm staying on the move
C G E7 G G G# A
Until I wear a hole in these old walkin’ shoes.
Chorus
D A D A
I don’t need no picket fences, I don’t want no rockin’ chair
C D E7
I got my own ball and chain to wear
A F G
Out on the highway, you’ll find me there
E7 (G G# A - Mando)
Spare me the story friend Ive got no time to spare
Ive been to Portland, and Chicago too
Ive been to Wichita, Arapaho, St. Lou
But all those places, I ain’t seen them all
‘cause the moment I arrived I had to run
Chorus
(Instrumental, good luck)
I’ve seen the city, I’ve seen the plains
I’ve spent most my life in mountainous terrain
Well the more I drive these roads I go insane
That’s why I’m headed back to where I came
Chorus
(Instrumental, rip away… keep going, don’t give up, and again)
Chorus
A D
Ive been to Memphis, down to Baton Rouge
A E7
Racked up expenses on hotel rooms and booze
D A
I may be senseless, but I'm staying on the move
C G E7 G G G# A
Until I wear a hole in these old walkin’ shoes.
Chorus
D A D A
I don’t need no picket fences, I don’t want no rockin’ chair
C D E7
I got my own ball and chain to wear
A F G
Out on the highway, you’ll find me there
E7 (G G# A - Mando)
Spare me the story friend Ive got no time to spare
Ive been to Portland, and Chicago too
Ive been to Wichita, Arapaho, St. Lou
But all those places, I ain’t seen them all
‘cause the moment I arrived I had to run
Chorus
(Instrumental, good luck)
I’ve seen the city, I’ve seen the plains
I’ve spent most my life in mountainous terrain
Well the more I drive these roads I go insane
That’s why I’m headed back to where I came
Chorus
(Instrumental, rip away… keep going, don’t give up, and again)
Chorus
Headstones
Headstrong
Headwaters
Headwind
HEALTH
Hearts & Colors
Hearts & Hands
Hearts At War
Hearts Like Lion (...)
Hearts of Black (...)