Biografia:
John Moreland (born 22June 1985) is an American singer-songwriter from Tulsa, Oklahoma.
Moreland first debuted his name as a part of the Black Gold Band from 2006-2010, with a 2006 full-band demo, 2008's Endless Oklahoma Sky, and 2009's solo demo session falling in that time span before he decided to retire the Black Gold Band name. John continues to write and record music, and in 2010 will release Things I Can't Control under his own name. Black Gold Band guitarist Wayne Wedge has returned to perform secondary guitar duties
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Outras músicas:
- Blacklist
- Break My Heart Sweetly
- Cherokee
- Cleveland County Blues
- Gods Medicine
- Gospel
- Hang Me On The Tulsa County Stars
- Hearts Too Heavy
- Heaven
- High On Tulsa Heat
- I Need You To Tell Me Who I Am
- It Dont Suit Me Like Before
- Latchkey Kid
- Lies I Chose To Believe
- Losing Sleep Tonight
- Love Is Not An Answer
- No Glory In Regret
- Nobody Gives A Damn About Songs Anymore
- Oh Julia
- Old Wounds
- Sallisaw Blues
- Slow Down Easy
- Tear Me Back Apart
- White Flag
- You Dont Care For Me Enough To Cry
- Your Spell
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]
G C Am G C G
[Verse]
G
Did you hear the devil laughing
C
From the ambulance passing?
Am G C G
Or was that just my troubled mind?
Don't you wanna shake the ground
C
And tear heaven down?
Am G C G
Raise your fist to the guilty sky
I've been pouring whiskey in the wind
Am C
Burning pictures of my best friends
G Am C G
Until the ashes cover me like rain
And you meant something to me then
C
And you mean something to me now
D Am G
But some things ain't meant to stay the same
[Chorus]
D
Well Bless our busted hearts
G C
Just sinking into the dark
Am
Mourning these wasted old sparks
D
That all disappear
C D
I never meant to be
G C
Your woe-is-me emergency
Am
But I ain't dead yet
D G
And I know there ain't no glory in regret
[Fill]
C Am D G
[Verse]
G
Don't it feel like the truth
C
Comes at the price of your youth?
D G
When the hell you've paid ain't quite enough
And God's been making deals
C
While we're down here spinning our wheels
Am G
And using up our little share of luck
Well you beg the world to know your name
C
And you get glitter spilling out your veins
Am G
Turn turn turn, babe, I guess it's true
Cause I was standing on a dead end drive
C
With my pride, thumbing for a ride
D G
And somehow I ended up next to you
[Chorus]
D
Well Bless our busted hearts
G C
Just sinking into the dark
Am
Mourning these wasted old sparks
D
That all disappear
C D
I never meant to be
G C
Your woe-is-me emergency
Am
But I ain't dead yet
D G
And I know there ain't no glory in regret
[Outro]
G C G D G C G D G
G
Don't it feel like the truth
C
Comes at the price of your youth?
G C Am G C G
[Verse]
G
Did you hear the devil laughing
C
From the ambulance passing?
Am G C G
Or was that just my troubled mind?
Don't you wanna shake the ground
C
And tear heaven down?
Am G C G
Raise your fist to the guilty sky
I've been pouring whiskey in the wind
Am C
Burning pictures of my best friends
G Am C G
Until the ashes cover me like rain
And you meant something to me then
C
And you mean something to me now
D Am G
But some things ain't meant to stay the same
[Chorus]
D
Well Bless our busted hearts
G C
Just sinking into the dark
Am
Mourning these wasted old sparks
D
That all disappear
C D
I never meant to be
G C
Your woe-is-me emergency
Am
But I ain't dead yet
D G
And I know there ain't no glory in regret
[Fill]
C Am D G
[Verse]
G
Don't it feel like the truth
C
Comes at the price of your youth?
D G
When the hell you've paid ain't quite enough
And God's been making deals
C
While we're down here spinning our wheels
Am G
And using up our little share of luck
Well you beg the world to know your name
C
And you get glitter spilling out your veins
Am G
Turn turn turn, babe, I guess it's true
Cause I was standing on a dead end drive
C
With my pride, thumbing for a ride
D G
And somehow I ended up next to you
[Chorus]
D
Well Bless our busted hearts
G C
Just sinking into the dark
Am
Mourning these wasted old sparks
D
That all disappear
C D
I never meant to be
G C
Your woe-is-me emergency
Am
But I ain't dead yet
D G
And I know there ain't no glory in regret
[Outro]
G C G D G C G D G
G
Don't it feel like the truth
C
Comes at the price of your youth?
John Ocallaghan
John Olav Nilsen (...)
John Otway
John Pantry
John Parish
John Renbourn
John Rich
John Roa
John Roco
John Rodrique