Biografia:
The Goddamn Gallows began on a cold, dark and violent night in Lansing, Michigan, when 3 kids met in a face-scarring fight with Benton Harbor gangbangers at a notorious East Lansing flophouse.
They then migrated across the country, residing in LA squats and smoke stained apartments.
They are currently ravaging the states with their unique sound of furious, twanged-out, punk rock gutterbilly. Watch for them on corners, clubs and city jails in your town.
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The Goddamn Gallows - 47 Crosses
[Intro]
G5 Bb5 A5
G5 Bb5 A5
G5 Bb5 A5
G5 Bb5 A5
Dm
[Verse 1]
Dm
Thank you for this parking lot with the strikers lay it down
Gm
Covered in a blanket of frost in this bedroom of
Dm
stars, we'll pass out on the ground and
F Gm Am
dream about the way its gonna end
[Chorus]
F Am Dm A5
I can't wait for everything to end
[Verse 2]
Dm
Meet me down at the end of the line where highway concrete crumbles into
Gm
dust, we'll clean our machines with rain and oil away the rust
Dm
We'll map our way again and
F Gm Am
drive it blind until the end
[Chorus]
F Am Dm
I can't wait for everything to end
[Bridge]
G5 Bb5 Am
There’s only one way outta here
G5 Bb5 Am
Keep following the voice
G5 Bb5 Am
Count the crosses as we pass
Am Dm
And remember and remember that we never had a choice
[Guitar solo]
Dm
[Second part bridge]
G5 Bb5 Am
There’s only one way outta here
G5 Bb5 Am
Drive it till we're through
G5 Bb5 Am
I counted 47 but tonight
N.C. Dm
we're gonna make it 52
[Interlude]
Dm
[Verse 3]
Dm
Sit down and join us and share our graveyard stew
Gm
Feast upon the famine cooked by the abandoned
Dm F
We'll raise a toast of sin and drink it drink it drink it
Gm Am
Till we can't remember the end
[Chorus]
F Am Dm
I can't wait for everything to end
[Bridge]
G5 Bb5 Am
There’s only one way outta here
G5 Bb5 Am
Keep following the voice
G5 Bb5 Am
Count the crosses as we pass
Am Dm
And remember and remember that we never had a choice
[Guitar solo]
Dm
[Second part bridge]
G5 Bb5 Am
There’s only one way outta here
G5 Bb5 Am
Drive it till we're through
G5 Bb5 Am
I counted 47 but tonight
N.C. Dm
we're gonna make it 52
[Outro]
Dm
[Intro]
G5 Bb5 A5
G5 Bb5 A5
G5 Bb5 A5
G5 Bb5 A5
Dm
[Verse 1]
Dm
Thank you for this parking lot with the strikers lay it down
Gm
Covered in a blanket of frost in this bedroom of
Dm
stars, we'll pass out on the ground and
F Gm Am
dream about the way its gonna end
[Chorus]
F Am Dm A5
I can't wait for everything to end
[Verse 2]
Dm
Meet me down at the end of the line where highway concrete crumbles into
Gm
dust, we'll clean our machines with rain and oil away the rust
Dm
We'll map our way again and
F Gm Am
drive it blind until the end
[Chorus]
F Am Dm
I can't wait for everything to end
[Bridge]
G5 Bb5 Am
There’s only one way outta here
G5 Bb5 Am
Keep following the voice
G5 Bb5 Am
Count the crosses as we pass
Am Dm
And remember and remember that we never had a choice
[Guitar solo]
Dm
[Second part bridge]
G5 Bb5 Am
There’s only one way outta here
G5 Bb5 Am
Drive it till we're through
G5 Bb5 Am
I counted 47 but tonight
N.C. Dm
we're gonna make it 52
[Interlude]
Dm
[Verse 3]
Dm
Sit down and join us and share our graveyard stew
Gm
Feast upon the famine cooked by the abandoned
Dm F
We'll raise a toast of sin and drink it drink it drink it
Gm Am
Till we can't remember the end
[Chorus]
F Am Dm
I can't wait for everything to end
[Bridge]
G5 Bb5 Am
There’s only one way outta here
G5 Bb5 Am
Keep following the voice
G5 Bb5 Am
Count the crosses as we pass
Am Dm
And remember and remember that we never had a choice
[Guitar solo]
Dm
[Second part bridge]
G5 Bb5 Am
There’s only one way outta here
G5 Bb5 Am
Drive it till we're through
G5 Bb5 Am
I counted 47 but tonight
N.C. Dm
we're gonna make it 52
[Outro]
Dm
The Goldman Brot (...)
The Good And The (...)
The Good Boys
The Good Fortune
The Good Lovelie (...)
The Grahams
The Grand Island
The Grand Magnol (...)
The Grascals
The Grates