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One Last Song About Dope

The Hill Country Devil

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Dificuldade: medio | Estilo: indie folk | Sentimento: sombria, crua | Ocasião: bar, show acustico, repertorio | Tags: indie, folk, alternativo, violao, medio, sombria

O conflito Hatfield-McCoy envolveu duas famílias na divisa dos estados norte-americanos de Virgínia Ocidental e Kentucky, na região do rio Tug,

na bacia do Big Sandy. O mortal confronto entre as famílias Hatfield e McCoy se tornou parte do folclore dos Estados Unidos, como um símbolo de honra, justiça e vingança sendo levadas até as últimas consequências. Esta é uma lista em ordem alfabética das músicas que foram gravadas, escritas e/ou executadas por Johnny Cash entre o início de sua carreira em 1954 e sua morte em 2003.

Simplificar Afinação: E A D G B ETecla: DCapotraste: 2nd traste This is for the Coyote Radio Show Perfomance https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DZ1Fj_cccTo&list=RDDZ1Fj_cccTo&index=1 For the GEMS on VHS performance Hayden capo's on the 3rd fret. The song starts on a walk up to the C. Hayden uses walk ups/downs for a lot of the chord changes. Listen to the song to get those down. [Verse 1] C Well, lo and behold Am I'm on the needle again F What a goddamned joke G Another song about dope C That's how pathetic I am C So always do what you're told Am Don't ever piss in the wind F Don't ever gorge upon grief G Never strip your own tree C Lest you end up like me [Chorus] Am Well, I've been dreaming Dm F 'Bout a color not quite like blood C Filling up my lungs E7 Chasing death like a setting sun Am And I'm scheming F C Hocking diamonds made of glass G And the things that fell from trucks all help build E The kingdom of ash F Till the wheels fall off Dm G There's no getting off this track C Guaranteed or your money back [Interlude] (C) C Am Am F G C C [Verse 2] C Now lo and behold Am The walls are closing in fast F What a goddamned mess G On the laurels I rest C Of some make believe past C And all the tales I've sold Am To feed in this appetite F Have finally run their course G Depleted all my stores C Last flickers of light [Chorus] Am Well, I been dreaming Dm F 'Bout a color not quite like blood C/G Filling up my lungs E Chasing death like a setting sun Am And I'm reeling F C From the bile in my mouth G E7 Repercussions spit with coughing fits with tears that flood the ground F If you don't keep afloat Dm G You're surely gonna drown C Sink into the nowhere to be found [Interlude] (C) C Am Am F G C C [Verse 3] C Well, lo and behold Am I'm in the city of tents F And I'm trapped in the fog G Like an imminent box C Steady blowing my rent C And if you ever seen Am A man as hollowed out as I F What a goddamned shame G The trouble sure came C Such a hideous price [Chorus] Am But I been dreaming Dm F 'Bout a color not quite like blood C/G Filling up my lungs E Chasing death like a setting sun Am And I'm leaving F C Once my ship's at least in sight G For the golden hands of foreign lands E7 Where no creatures prowl the night F When your lips go blue Dm G No spray will set you right G You just close your eyes C And float into the light
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