Biografia:
Wade Bowen is an American Texas Country/Red Dirt singer from Waco, Texas. He was a member of the band, West 84, with friend Matt Miller, before the band was re-aligned 2001. He released his first album in 2002, Try Not To Listen, which became a regional hit in Texas. He released his first live album 2003 and another studio album in 2006. In 2008 he released If We Ever Make It Home, his biggest success to date. On November 21, 2009 Wade Bowen recorded his second live album at the famous Billy Bob's Texas in Fort Worth, Texas.
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Outras músicas:
- A Battle Won
- All Thats Left
- Anchor
- Before These Walls Were Blue
- Before You Go
- Day Of The Dead
- Death Dyin And Deviled Eggs
- From Bad To Good
- Getaway
- Ghost In This Town
- God Bless This Town
- If We Ever Make It Home
- Its All Over Town
- Lost Hotel
- Lynnville Train Robert Earl Keen Cover
- Missing You
- Mood Ring
- My California
- Nobodys Fool
- One Step Closer
- Patch Of Bad Weather
- Perfect Silence
- Resurrection
- Saturday Night
- Say Anything
- Somewhere Beautiful
- Songs About Trucks
- Sweet Leona
- To Live Is To Fly
- Trouble
- Turn On The Lights
- Walkin Along The Fence Line
- West Texas Rain
- Who I Am
- Why Makes Perfect Sense
- You Had Me At My Best
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}
F C F C
{Verse}
F C G F
Well the music was sad, widows all dressed in black and we sang.
C G
Told stories all about the good old days.
F C
There were hugs to give and a few more tears to cry.
F C
Then we closed the lid, and we gave him one last ride.
C F C
And we laid him in the ground, and headed back to town.
{Chorus}
Am
There were cassaroles and pecan pies.
F
Mamas sweet tea and beer on ice.
C G
A hell of way to say goodbye I guess.
Am
Preacher clears his throat and then he says.
F C G
Everybody bow your heads, and just like that everything was blessed.
Am G F C
So heres to death, dyin, and deviled eggs.
{Verse}
F
Yeah such is life.
C G F
We're all at the mercy of a butter and knife on a plate.
C G
Checkered your table cloth and "I'll fly away."
F C
Keep in mind that it always ends the same.
F C
And there's no love like no potluck left to save.
C F G
And they will you in the ground, and all head back to town.
{Chorus}
Am
Those cassaroles and pecan pies.
F
Mamas sweet tea and beer on ice.
C G
A hell of a way to say goodbye i guess.
Am
Preacher clears his throat and then he says.
F C G
Everybody bow your heads, and just like that, eveything was blessed.
Am G F C
So heres to death, dyin, and deviled eggs.
{Solo}
F C F C G
{Bridge}
Am G
If you want to go to heaven, better have Jesus on your soul.
F C G
Make damn well sure, that you get plenty before you go.
{Chorus}
Am
Those cassaroles and pecan pies.
F
Mamas sweettea and beer on ice.
C G
A hell of a way to say goodbye i guess.
Am
Preacher clears his throat and then he says.
F G G
Everybody bow your heads, and just like that everything is blessed.
Am G
Yeah just like that, everything is blessed.
Am G F C
So heres to death, dyin, and deviled eggs.
{Outro}
F
Yeah heres to death,
G
Yeah heres to dyin,
C
You got to love them deviled eggs.
F C F C
{Verse}
F C G F
Well the music was sad, widows all dressed in black and we sang.
C G
Told stories all about the good old days.
F C
There were hugs to give and a few more tears to cry.
F C
Then we closed the lid, and we gave him one last ride.
C F C
And we laid him in the ground, and headed back to town.
{Chorus}
Am
There were cassaroles and pecan pies.
F
Mamas sweet tea and beer on ice.
C G
A hell of way to say goodbye I guess.
Am
Preacher clears his throat and then he says.
F C G
Everybody bow your heads, and just like that everything was blessed.
Am G F C
So heres to death, dyin, and deviled eggs.
{Verse}
F
Yeah such is life.
C G F
We're all at the mercy of a butter and knife on a plate.
C G
Checkered your table cloth and "I'll fly away."
F C
Keep in mind that it always ends the same.
F C
And there's no love like no potluck left to save.
C F G
And they will you in the ground, and all head back to town.
{Chorus}
Am
Those cassaroles and pecan pies.
F
Mamas sweet tea and beer on ice.
C G
A hell of a way to say goodbye i guess.
Am
Preacher clears his throat and then he says.
F C G
Everybody bow your heads, and just like that, eveything was blessed.
Am G F C
So heres to death, dyin, and deviled eggs.
{Solo}
F C F C G
{Bridge}
Am G
If you want to go to heaven, better have Jesus on your soul.
F C G
Make damn well sure, that you get plenty before you go.
{Chorus}
Am
Those cassaroles and pecan pies.
F
Mamas sweettea and beer on ice.
C G
A hell of a way to say goodbye i guess.
Am
Preacher clears his throat and then he says.
F G G
Everybody bow your heads, and just like that everything is blessed.
Am G
Yeah just like that, everything is blessed.
Am G F C
So heres to death, dyin, and deviled eggs.
{Outro}
F
Yeah heres to death,
G
Yeah heres to dyin,
C
You got to love them deviled eggs.
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