Biografia:
Uma banda americana de Nashville, com uma formação tradicional de bluegrass (violão, banjo, bandolim, violino, baixo-acústico), essa banda não foge muito do som que os veteranos faziam há já um bocado de tempo, mas também não é igual a nada que tenhamos ouvido. Entre baladas e músicas animadas eles conseguem não só cativar os já adeptos do country e bluegrass, como atrair atenção de pessoas totalmente alheias ao estilo.
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Outras músicas:
- Carry Me Back To Virginia
- Cc Rider
- Cocaine Habit
- Down Home Girl
- Humdinger
- I Hear Them All
- Take Em Away
- Tell It To Me
- Wagon Wheel
- 8 Dogs 8 Banjos
- Aint It Enough
- Alabama High
- Alibi
- Back To New Orleans
- Big Sciota
- Big Time In The Jungle
- Black Haired Quebecoise
- Bobcat Tracks
- Bootleggers Boy
- Brushy Mountain Conjugal Trailer
- Caroline
- Cocaine Habit Blues
- Country Gal
- Crazy Eyes
- Dance With Somebody
- Dearly Departed Friend
- Deportee
- Dixieland Delight
- Dont Ride That Horse
- Fall On My Knees
- Firewater
- Flicker And Shine
- Genevieve
- Gods Got It
- Half Mile Down
- Half Mile Down Guitar Lead
- Hard To Love
- Heart Up In The Sky
- Hesitation Blues
- Highway Halo
- Homecoming Party
- James River Blues
- Levi
- Lift Him Up
- Lonesome Road Blues
- Look Away
- Marys Kitchen
- Mean Enough World
- Methamphetamine
- Minglewood Blues
- Mississippi Saturday Night
- Motel In Memphis
- Mother Church
- My Bones Are Gonna Rise Again
- My Bones Gon Rise Again
- My Good Gal
- New Virginia Creeper
- Next Go Round
- O Cumberland River
- Old Hickory
- Poor Man
- Ruby Ridge
- Shack 9
- Silver Dagger
- Steppin Out
- Sweet Amarillo
- Sweet Home
- Tear It Down
- Tennessee Bound
- Tennessee Pusher
- That Evening Sun
- Thatll Be A Better Day
- The Greatest Hustler Of All
- The Warden
- This Land Is Your Land
- Trials And Troubles
- Trouble That Im In
- Union Maid
- Waiting For Delete
- Ways Of Man
- We Dont Grow Tobacco
- Were All In This Together
- Whirlwind
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!
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Leave my suitcase by the car I'll bring it in in the mornin'
G C F
Stack my guitar case just inside the door
Dm
Pet the dog too tired to wag his tail
G
Check the mail and walk on down the hallway
C
I've got to fix these old floor boards
G Am
Wash up at the sink, glance in the mirror
G F Em Dm
Who is that man who ain't been here in three long weeks or maybe more?
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All this gettin' off the road has got me ragged to the bone and coming home
C
There ain't no homecoming party
Pop a yellow pill, the kind for sleepin' through
F
The sound of wakin' children when the daylight starts to show
Dm
And it's silent up the carpet stairs and peek into the nursery
G C
Where the little ones are dreamin' sweet and low
Am
I can hear 'em cryin', "daddy where you been?
C F C Dm
And did you bring me back a present from a distant sunny shore?"
G
All this gettin' off the road has got me ragged to the bone and coming home
C
There ain't no homecoming party
Am F
Oh it's 10, 000 places and 20, 000 faces
G C
And half a million miles I'm bound to row
Am F
And I'm weary and wasted, and all that I can taste is
Dm G G7
One lonesome tear on the tip of my tongue
C F
She must've left the light on I'll just slip into the bed and let it burn
Dm
And when our bodies touch I'l pull away and not disturb her
G C
Even though I long for love so much it hurts
Am
And maybe we won't argue in the mornin'
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We'll be makin' love and just let that old calendar turn
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All this gettin' off the road has got me ragged to the bone and coming home
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Sure ain't no homecoming party
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Leave my suitcase by the car I'll bring it in in the mornin'
G C F
Stack my guitar case just inside the door
Dm
Pet the dog too tired to wag his tail
G
Check the mail and walk on down the hallway
C
I've got to fix these old floor boards
G Am
Wash up at the sink, glance in the mirror
G F Em Dm
Who is that man who ain't been here in three long weeks or maybe more?
G
All this gettin' off the road has got me ragged to the bone and coming home
C
There ain't no homecoming party
Pop a yellow pill, the kind for sleepin' through
F
The sound of wakin' children when the daylight starts to show
Dm
And it's silent up the carpet stairs and peek into the nursery
G C
Where the little ones are dreamin' sweet and low
Am
I can hear 'em cryin', "daddy where you been?
C F C Dm
And did you bring me back a present from a distant sunny shore?"
G
All this gettin' off the road has got me ragged to the bone and coming home
C
There ain't no homecoming party
Am F
Oh it's 10, 000 places and 20, 000 faces
G C
And half a million miles I'm bound to row
Am F
And I'm weary and wasted, and all that I can taste is
Dm G G7
One lonesome tear on the tip of my tongue
C F
She must've left the light on I'll just slip into the bed and let it burn
Dm
And when our bodies touch I'l pull away and not disturb her
G C
Even though I long for love so much it hurts
Am
And maybe we won't argue in the mornin'
C F C Dm7 Dm
We'll be makin' love and just let that old calendar turn
G G7
All this gettin' off the road has got me ragged to the bone and coming home
G C
Sure ain't no homecoming party
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