Biography:
Cowboy Junkies are a Canadian alt-country band formed by three siblings from the Timmins entertainment family (Margo Timmins, vocals; Michael Timmins, songwriter & guitars; Peter Timmins, drums) plus Alan Anton on bass. The group formed in Toronto in 1986. The band's name was simply a random choice as they approached their first ever gig, but it has come to perfectly represent their sound. (Some sources may credit Townes Van Zandt's song "Cowboy Junkies Lament" as the source of the band's name
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Other songs:
- Sweet Jane
- 200 More Miles
- A Common Disaster
- A Horse In The Country
- Angel Mine
- Cause Cheap Is How I Feel
- Close My Eyes
- Cowboy Junkies Lament
- Escape Is So Simple
- Fuck I Hate The Cold
- Good Friday
- He Will Call You Baby
- Hold On To Me
- Hollow As A Bone
- If You Were The Woman
- Im So Lonesome I Could Cry
- Lament
- Lay It Down
- Lonely Sinking Feeling
- Lost My Driving Wheel
- Misguided Angel
- Murder Tonight In The Trailer Park
- Musical Key
- My Wild Child
- No Long Journey Home
- One Soul Now
- Oregon Hill
- Pale Sun
- Renmin Park
- Ring On The Sill
- River Waltz
- Sad To See The Season Go
- Simon Keeper
- Something More Besides You
- Southern Rain
- Sun Comes Up Its Tuesday Morning
- The Last Spike
- The Slide
- Thirty Summers
- This Street That Man This Life
- Those Final Feet
- Thousand Year Prayer
- To Hunting Ground From City
- To Lay Me Down
- To Live Is To Fly
- To Love Is To Bury
- Where Are You Tonight
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Date: Thu, 25 Jun 1998 08:30:07 -0700
From: Brent Wood
Subject: c/cowboy_junkies/cause_cheap_is_how_i_feel.crd
'CAUSE CHEAP IS HOW I FEEL
written by M. Timmins and The Cowboy Junkies,
from the album Caution Horses
submitted and transcribed in June 1998
by Brent Wood, [email protected]
G C
It's the kinda night that's so cold that your spit
G
freezes before it hits the ground.
G C
And when a bum asks for a quarter, you give a dollar,
C D
'cuz if he's out tonight, he must be truly down.
C
And I'm searchin' all the windows for a last minute present
Am
to prove to you that what I said was real...
D C
For something small and frail and plastic, baby
G
Cause cheap is how I feel.
G C
Half a moon in the sky tonight- not enough
G
to come up with an answer
C
to the question why is it that every time I see you
G
my love grows a little stronger.
C
But your memory leaves my stomach turning,
D
feeling like a liar about to be revealed...
Am C
But I hoard all this to myself,
G
Cause cheap is how I feel.
(guitar solo)
G C
It's not the smell in here that really gets to me, it's the lights-
G
How I hate the shadows that they cast.
G C
And the sound of clinking bottles is the one sure thing
D
I'll always drag with me from my past.
C
I think I'll find a pair of eyes tonight to fall into
Am
and maybe strike a deal:
D C
Your body for my soul, face swap,
G
Cause cheap is how I feel.
Keep on playing, gang.
Brent Wood
[email protected]
#This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the#
#song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research.#
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Date: Thu, 25 Jun 1998 08:30:07 -0700
From: Brent Wood
Subject: c/cowboy_junkies/cause_cheap_is_how_i_feel.crd
'CAUSE CHEAP IS HOW I FEEL
written by M. Timmins and The Cowboy Junkies,
from the album Caution Horses
submitted and transcribed in June 1998
by Brent Wood, [email protected]
G C
It's the kinda night that's so cold that your spit
G
freezes before it hits the ground.
G C
And when a bum asks for a quarter, you give a dollar,
C D
'cuz if he's out tonight, he must be truly down.
C
And I'm searchin' all the windows for a last minute present
Am
to prove to you that what I said was real...
D C
For something small and frail and plastic, baby
G
Cause cheap is how I feel.
G C
Half a moon in the sky tonight- not enough
G
to come up with an answer
C
to the question why is it that every time I see you
G
my love grows a little stronger.
C
But your memory leaves my stomach turning,
D
feeling like a liar about to be revealed...
Am C
But I hoard all this to myself,
G
Cause cheap is how I feel.
(guitar solo)
G C
It's not the smell in here that really gets to me, it's the lights-
G
How I hate the shadows that they cast.
G C
And the sound of clinking bottles is the one sure thing
D
I'll always drag with me from my past.
C
I think I'll find a pair of eyes tonight to fall into
Am
and maybe strike a deal:
D C
Your body for my soul, face swap,
G
Cause cheap is how I feel.
Keep on playing, gang.
Brent Wood
[email protected]
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