Biografia:
The Doobie Brothers é uma banda estado-unidense de rock and roll formada em 1970 por Johnston, John Hartman e o baixista Greg Murph, logo substituído por Dave Shogren, todos da Califórnia. No ano seguinte lançaram o primeiro LP, já transformado em quinteto (com Trian Porter e o percussionista Mike Hossack) e chamando-se Doobie Brothers. O som que faziam era um country rock, com leve tendência para o gospel e com utilização de instrumentos de sopro.
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Outras músicas:
- Black Water
- Listen To The Music
- A Brighter Day
- Another Park Another Sunday
- Chicago
- China Grove
- Dangerous
- Dark Eyed Cajun Woman
- Dependin On You
- Dont Stop To Watch The Wheels
- Down In The Track
- Drift Away
- Eyes Of Silver
- Here To Love You
- I Cheat The Hangman
- It Keeps You Running
- Jesus Is Just Alright
- Lawdogs
- Long Train Runnin
- Minute By Minute
- My Baby
- Natural Thing
- Need A Little Taste Of Love
- Nobody
- Old Jaurez
- Ordinary Man
- Real Love
- Rockin Down The Highway
- South City Midnight Lady
- Takin It To The Streets
- Tell Me What You Want And Ill Give You What You Need
- Toulouse Street
- Turn It Loose
- Ukiah
- What A Fool Believes
- Wheels Of Fortune
- White Sun
- Without You
- World Gone Crazy
- Wynken Blynken And Nod
- Young Mans Game
- Youre Made That Way
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Down In The Track - Tom Johnston tabbed by john lofgren 125bps
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A boogie
I been workin' the whole day long
On these railroad ties singin' a sad, sad song
Down the track is a bad way to live
The boss man's whip is all he's got to give
E boogie
And late at night in the twilight of the South
They put you in a cell and let the bulldogs out
The old cat down the way
Well he's singin' out the blues
D boogie
'Cause he's got no one back home
A
Oh, somebody sighed
Next day comes they send you back out on the track
All that sweat be drippin' down off your back
Everybody's singin' a workin' man's song
Hopin' they don't have to feel the whip on their bone
The water boy slowly works his way around
A bucket full of swamp water weighin' him down
Old Squezer Walker just fell out on the ground
And they're draggin' his body away
Oh, my, my, my
Well, there's talk around camp
That there's gonna be a fight
Old Razor Face and Willie Black
The meanest dudes in sight
One's got a razor and the other's got a knife
But only one's gonna walk out alive
Oh, baby, mama, get me out of here
Can't stand no more
This place is gonna be the death of me
Believe to my soul that I gotta be free
There's only one way that it's every gonna be
That's when the angels come and take me away
Well, now
boogie in A = hammer-57xxxx 59xxxx (3 times) 87xxxx
boogie in E = x79xxx x7Bxxx (3 times) x57xxx B=fret 11
boogie in D = x57xxx x59xxx (3 times) x35xxx
A boogie
I been workin' the whole day long
On these railroad ties singin' a sad, sad song
Down the track is a bad way to live
The boss man's whip is all he's got to give
E boogie
And late at night in the twilight of the South
They put you in a cell and let the bulldogs out
The old cat down the way
Well he's singin' out the blues
D boogie
'Cause he's got no one back home
A
Oh, somebody sighed
Next day comes they send you back out on the track
All that sweat be drippin' down off your back
Everybody's singin' a workin' man's song
Hopin' they don't have to feel the whip on their bone
The water boy slowly works his way around
A bucket full of swamp water weighin' him down
Old Squezer Walker just fell out on the ground
And they're draggin' his body away
Oh, my, my, my
Well, there's talk around camp
That there's gonna be a fight
Old Razor Face and Willie Black
The meanest dudes in sight
One's got a razor and the other's got a knife
But only one's gonna walk out alive
Oh, baby, mama, get me out of here
Can't stand no more
This place is gonna be the death of me
Believe to my soul that I gotta be free
There's only one way that it's every gonna be
That's when the angels come and take me away
Well, now
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