Biografia:
Lee Brice nasceu 10 de junho de 1979 em Sumter, Carolina do Sul (EUA). Quando criança, ele aprendeu a tocar piano, além de cantar na igreja e escrever suas próprias canções, chegando a ganhar três diferentes concursos de talentos no ensino médio.
Mais tarde, frequentou Brice Clemson University com uma bolsa de estudos devido ao futebol. Jogou em várias equipes por muito tempo, mas depois de uma lesão no braço, decidiu que no lugar do esporte, iria se concentrar em uma carreira de música country.
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Outras músicas:
- Hard To Love
- I Don't Dance
- Woman Like You
- A Little More Love
- A Woman Like You
- Beautiful Every Time
- Beautiful You
- Beer
- Boy
- Dont Believe Everything You Think
- Drinking Class
- Four On The Floor
- Friends We Wont Forget
- Happy Endings
- I Dont Dance
- I Drive Your Truck
- Life Off My Years
- Love Like Crazy
- More Than A Memory
- Panama City
- Parking Lot Party
- Picture Of Me
- Rumor
- See About A Girl
- She Aint Right
- Show You Off Tonight
- Somebodys Been Drinking
- Songs In The Kitchen
- That Dont Sound Like You
- That Way Again
- Thats When You Know Its Over
- The Best Part Of Me
- Upper Middle Class White Trash
- What Keeps You Up At Night
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!
Capo 1
Intro: G D Em C
Verse 1
G
Well, I remember Friday nights,
Em
We were full of bull and natural light
D C
Rock stars under the parking lot lights
G
Killin' time in a little town
Em D
Window's tinted up, tailgates down Running our mouths, riding up and down
C
Just looking for a fight
Em D C
We heard all our stories a thousand times
Em D C
Somebody go on and tell 'em again, ain't nobody gonna mind
CHORUS
G D
Here's to the good ole boy, the guitars that made the noise
Em C
And all the girls that we annoyed, and the ones we kissed goodnight,
G D
To the trucks that drove us home, secrets we never told
Em C
And all the talks on old dirt roads that somehow changed our lives
Em D C
Here's to the nights we don't remember and the friends we won't forget
G D Em C
VERSE 2
G Em
Like I still smell the crawfish stand, diving head first in the morning
drink
D C
Standing in the lake watching water skis go by,
G Em
Got a pretty girl sitting on my shoulders and another pretty girl trying to
push her over
D C
My boys on the bank letting the horse shoes fly
Em D C Em D C
Well, I can still see it now, all of us pilin' in our trucks and heading
back into town
CHORUS
SOLO: G D Em C HOLD C
G D
Here's to last call when we didn't care, holding' our shots up in the air
Em C
A bunch of reckless boys, man I swear, it's a wonder we survived
G D
To the trucks that drove us home, the secrets we never told
Em C
And all the talks on old dirt roads that somehow changed our lives
Em D C
Here's to the nights we don't remember
Em D C
Here's to the nights we don't remember and the friends we won't forget
outtro: G D Em C END ON C
Intro: G D Em C
Verse 1
G
Well, I remember Friday nights,
Em
We were full of bull and natural light
D C
Rock stars under the parking lot lights
G
Killin' time in a little town
Em D
Window's tinted up, tailgates down Running our mouths, riding up and down
C
Just looking for a fight
Em D C
We heard all our stories a thousand times
Em D C
Somebody go on and tell 'em again, ain't nobody gonna mind
CHORUS
G D
Here's to the good ole boy, the guitars that made the noise
Em C
And all the girls that we annoyed, and the ones we kissed goodnight,
G D
To the trucks that drove us home, secrets we never told
Em C
And all the talks on old dirt roads that somehow changed our lives
Em D C
Here's to the nights we don't remember and the friends we won't forget
G D Em C
VERSE 2
G Em
Like I still smell the crawfish stand, diving head first in the morning
drink
D C
Standing in the lake watching water skis go by,
G Em
Got a pretty girl sitting on my shoulders and another pretty girl trying to
push her over
D C
My boys on the bank letting the horse shoes fly
Em D C Em D C
Well, I can still see it now, all of us pilin' in our trucks and heading
back into town
CHORUS
SOLO: G D Em C HOLD C
G D
Here's to last call when we didn't care, holding' our shots up in the air
Em C
A bunch of reckless boys, man I swear, it's a wonder we survived
G D
To the trucks that drove us home, the secrets we never told
Em C
And all the talks on old dirt roads that somehow changed our lives
Em D C
Here's to the nights we don't remember
Em D C
Here's to the nights we don't remember and the friends we won't forget
outtro: G D Em C END ON C
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