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!
That Evening Sun
By: Old Crow Medicine Show
Capo 2
D
The alley dogs are barking chickens crowing down the lane
A
I feel just like that rooster with his mournful low refrain
G A G A
With the sundown on my shoulder justa hanging 'round the yard
G A D
I'll be leaving here tomorrow gonna catch an empty car
D
There's a thousand constellations in that brilliant beaming sky
A
But the earth is just one station on that lonesome starry line
G A G A
There's a distant whistle blowing down a rusty stretch of track
G A D
And I'm just an empty coal car on a train not coming back
Chorus:
G D
Well I hate to see that evening sun go down
Bm A
When it's lonesome coming down my trail
G D
And I know this train will take me where I'm bound
A D
But I hate to see that evening sun go down
D
Well the sidewalks have their street lamps, the city has their glow
A
And the poorboy has the moonlight walking in his shadow
G A G A
But the nighttime can't be trusted to return the morning sun
G A D
And my eyes have not adjusted to this black face I've got on
Chorus:
G D
Well I hate to see that evening sun go down
Bm A
When it's lonesome coming down my trail
G D
And I know this train will take me where I'm bound
A D
But I hate to see that evening sun go down
D
Don't the nighttime make you lonesome for that early morning sun
A
For that light upon that engine reaching t'wards the dawn
G A G A
You can spend your whole life racing down rusty railroad lines
G A D
It's the setting sun your chasing in that dark and rolling sky
Chorus:
G D
Well I hate to see that evening sun go down
Bm A
When it's lonesome coming down my trail
G D
And I know this train will take me where I'm bound
A D
But I hate to see that evening sun go down
By: Old Crow Medicine Show
Capo 2
D
The alley dogs are barking chickens crowing down the lane
A
I feel just like that rooster with his mournful low refrain
G A G A
With the sundown on my shoulder justa hanging 'round the yard
G A D
I'll be leaving here tomorrow gonna catch an empty car
D
There's a thousand constellations in that brilliant beaming sky
A
But the earth is just one station on that lonesome starry line
G A G A
There's a distant whistle blowing down a rusty stretch of track
G A D
And I'm just an empty coal car on a train not coming back
Chorus:
G D
Well I hate to see that evening sun go down
Bm A
When it's lonesome coming down my trail
G D
And I know this train will take me where I'm bound
A D
But I hate to see that evening sun go down
D
Well the sidewalks have their street lamps, the city has their glow
A
And the poorboy has the moonlight walking in his shadow
G A G A
But the nighttime can't be trusted to return the morning sun
G A D
And my eyes have not adjusted to this black face I've got on
Chorus:
G D
Well I hate to see that evening sun go down
Bm A
When it's lonesome coming down my trail
G D
And I know this train will take me where I'm bound
A D
But I hate to see that evening sun go down
D
Don't the nighttime make you lonesome for that early morning sun
A
For that light upon that engine reaching t'wards the dawn
G A G A
You can spend your whole life racing down rusty railroad lines
G A D
It's the setting sun your chasing in that dark and rolling sky
Chorus:
G D
Well I hate to see that evening sun go down
Bm A
When it's lonesome coming down my trail
G D
And I know this train will take me where I'm bound
A D
But I hate to see that evening sun go down
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