Biografia:
The Builders and the Butchers consist of:
Ryan Sollee: vocals/guitar
Harvey Tumbleson: mandolin/banjo
Ray Rude: percussion
Justin Baier: percussion
Willy Kunkle: bass
Info taken from CDbaby.com: Ryan Sollee: “I moved toPortland in the fall of 2003 from Alaska with my band at the time The Born Losers, which played rockandroll/punk. After playing a ton of shows and a bit of touring with a lot of expectation it was time to try something new. During
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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!
one of my favorite songs to play by...
the Builders and the Butchers
"BLACK DRESSES"
A
Little sister, there's blood on the tracks,
D
And a lit cigarette but you're not comin' back,
C E A
To a town that was built on black gold and iron ore.
A
And the kettle got hot, and it boiled and it steamed,
D
And you can't run away from the worst of your dreams,
C E A
They'll string you up when you're tryin' to fall fast asleep.
A
She wore black dresses [black dresses]
D
And she never cried in the morning.
C
She's got a bottle in paper
E A
So she can forget her name.
A
She wore black dresses [black dresses]
D
And she never smiled in the morning.
C
She's got a bottle in paper
E A
So she can forget her name.
A
Well her home town was built by a few greedy men,
D
And people tell me she was descended from them.
C E A
She's been playin' in the darkness ever since she was a kid.
A
And she doesn't mourn for her man's come and gone,
D
She's worn the color of black all along,
C E A
And she was born with a stone where there shoulda been a heart.
A
She wore black dresses [black dresses]
D
And she never cried in the morning.
C
She's got a bottle in paper
E A
So she can forget her name.
A
She wore black dresses [black dresses]
D
And she never smiled in the morning.
C
She's got a bottle in paper
E A
So she can forget her name.
D A E A
Did you ever meet a girl who was born the victim of a name?
D A E A
I know, 'cuz I'm a boy who was born the victim of a name.
D A E A
Did you ever meet a girl who was born the victim of a name?
D A E D
I know, 'cuz I'm a boy who was born the victim of a name.
A
Little sister, there's blood on the tracks,
D
And a lit cigarette but you're not comin' back,
C E A
To a town that was built on black gold and iron ore.
A
She wore black dresses
D
And she never cried in the morning.
C
She's got a bottle in paper
E A
So she can forget her name.
A
She wore black dresses
D
And she never smiled in the morning.
C
She's got a bottle in paper
E A
So she can forget her name.
C
She's got a bottle in paper
E A
So she can forget her name.
C
She's got a bottle in paper
E A
So she can forget her name...
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the Builders and the Butchers
"BLACK DRESSES"
A
Little sister, there's blood on the tracks,
D
And a lit cigarette but you're not comin' back,
C E A
To a town that was built on black gold and iron ore.
A
And the kettle got hot, and it boiled and it steamed,
D
And you can't run away from the worst of your dreams,
C E A
They'll string you up when you're tryin' to fall fast asleep.
A
She wore black dresses [black dresses]
D
And she never cried in the morning.
C
She's got a bottle in paper
E A
So she can forget her name.
A
She wore black dresses [black dresses]
D
And she never smiled in the morning.
C
She's got a bottle in paper
E A
So she can forget her name.
A
Well her home town was built by a few greedy men,
D
And people tell me she was descended from them.
C E A
She's been playin' in the darkness ever since she was a kid.
A
And she doesn't mourn for her man's come and gone,
D
She's worn the color of black all along,
C E A
And she was born with a stone where there shoulda been a heart.
A
She wore black dresses [black dresses]
D
And she never cried in the morning.
C
She's got a bottle in paper
E A
So she can forget her name.
A
She wore black dresses [black dresses]
D
And she never smiled in the morning.
C
She's got a bottle in paper
E A
So she can forget her name.
D A E A
Did you ever meet a girl who was born the victim of a name?
D A E A
I know, 'cuz I'm a boy who was born the victim of a name.
D A E A
Did you ever meet a girl who was born the victim of a name?
D A E D
I know, 'cuz I'm a boy who was born the victim of a name.
A
Little sister, there's blood on the tracks,
D
And a lit cigarette but you're not comin' back,
C E A
To a town that was built on black gold and iron ore.
A
She wore black dresses
D
And she never cried in the morning.
C
She's got a bottle in paper
E A
So she can forget her name.
A
She wore black dresses
D
And she never smiled in the morning.
C
She's got a bottle in paper
E A
So she can forget her name.
C
She's got a bottle in paper
E A
So she can forget her name.
C
She's got a bottle in paper
E A
So she can forget her name...
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