Biografia:
F“Long, Hard Road,” the first song on the Wheeler Brothers’ first album and a title that gives you a pretty good indication of where this Austin, Texas five-piece feels most comfortable. Indeed, although they’re five-time Austin Music Awards winners who’ve never played a hometown gig that hasn’t sold out, the Wheelers view the world as one big stage.
“We’ve always respected the bands that just get out there and work their asses off
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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!
Wheeler Brothers - Portraits
Capo 6
Fmaj7 -> x-3-3-2-1-0
Intro:
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Verse 1:
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Once you painted pictures in the cold basement you left
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Reading Edgar Allen and writing poems about your death
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And how you filled the room with empty thoughts is beyond me
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Find me dusty, find me dead, but just find me
Chorus:
F C Am G C
I need no witnesses to bury this old house
F C Am G C
And if you stay with me, well then there ain't no way out
C Am G C
Yes, I'll bury this old house
C Fmaj7
Verse 2:
Sand and sunny skylines used to cure the tougher days
It's funny how the weather can effect the world that way
But when that junk has locked you up and Texas coast is not enough
I want you to think back upon the portraits of your past
Chorus
G C (ring) G C(ring) F F
G C (ring) G C(ring) F F G C
C Fmaj7
Verse 3:
You and I in this lonely room, With the cold AC and the horid food
Thin sheets and white walls, and that stupid backtie gown
now I read your books for you and I'll paint for you and I'll wait for you
And I'll stay for you, my god we dont have money
(Chorus)
G C G C F F
G C G C F F G C
Bridge:
Am C G
Well it's broken, it's scattered all across the floor
Am C G
I try to build it up baby, you're crying on the telephone through my bedroom door
Am C G
And I'm shakin, I'm trying to find a place that I've known
Am C
I try to reach out to me, but it's a place I've never been before and no
G
one's home
(xylophone)
Am C G x4
C G Am Em F G C C x 4
Outro:
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ooohooohoooh
Capo 6
Fmaj7 -> x-3-3-2-1-0
Intro:
C Fmaj7
Verse 1:
C Fmaj7
Once you painted pictures in the cold basement you left
C Fmaj7
Reading Edgar Allen and writing poems about your death
C Fmaj7
And how you filled the room with empty thoughts is beyond me
C Fmaj7
Find me dusty, find me dead, but just find me
Chorus:
F C Am G C
I need no witnesses to bury this old house
F C Am G C
And if you stay with me, well then there ain't no way out
C Am G C
Yes, I'll bury this old house
C Fmaj7
Verse 2:
Sand and sunny skylines used to cure the tougher days
It's funny how the weather can effect the world that way
But when that junk has locked you up and Texas coast is not enough
I want you to think back upon the portraits of your past
Chorus
G C (ring) G C(ring) F F
G C (ring) G C(ring) F F G C
C Fmaj7
Verse 3:
You and I in this lonely room, With the cold AC and the horid food
Thin sheets and white walls, and that stupid backtie gown
now I read your books for you and I'll paint for you and I'll wait for you
And I'll stay for you, my god we dont have money
(Chorus)
G C G C F F
G C G C F F G C
Bridge:
Am C G
Well it's broken, it's scattered all across the floor
Am C G
I try to build it up baby, you're crying on the telephone through my bedroom door
Am C G
And I'm shakin, I'm trying to find a place that I've known
Am C
I try to reach out to me, but it's a place I've never been before and no
G
one's home
(xylophone)
Am C G x4
C G Am Em F G C C x 4
Outro:
C Fmaj7
ooohooohoooh
Where Is Ayleen
Whethan
Whetherman
Whey Jennings
Whigfield
Whisperhawk
Whispering Sons
Whissell
Whistle
Whit Warren