Biography:
Mischief Brew was an anarchist folk-punk band. A wicked concoction by Erik Petersen – a musical feast falling somewhere between the categories of pirate punk, Celtic folk, gypsy swing, devilish jazz, American olde-tyme and country. It’s good music to stomp, kick, pogo, jitterbug, waltz, drink, twist and shout to – whether the performance is solo acoustic or with a backing band of accordion, drums, and mandolin.
Erik started making music at a young age
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Other songs:
- Coffee God And Cigarettes
- Lowly Carpenter
- A Liquor Never Brewed
- A Peasants Rebellion
- A Rebels Romance
- Aint It The Life
- All Our Comrades
- An Open Letter To The North American Continent
- Banks Of Marble
- Bury Me In Analog
- Buskers Wages
- Carried Away
- Departure Arrival
- Devil Of A Time
- Dirty Pennies
- Every Town Will Celebrate
- Fight Dirty
- Free Radical Radio Fever
- From The Rooftops
- Gratitude And Thanks
- Jobs In Steel Town
- Labor Day Massacre
- Liberty Unmasked
- Nevada City Serenade
- Nomads Revolt
- O Pennsyltucky
- Oh Sweet Misery
- Old Tyme Memry
- On The Sly
- Paris Warlike
- Punx Win
- Ramblers Ghost
- Roll Me Through The Gates Of Hell
- Save A City
- Slow Death Hymn
- Smash Potwatching
- Stuffs Weird
- The Ballad Of The Cloth
- The Barrel
- The Drunk Of Three Nights
- The Midnight Special
- The Reinvention Of The Printing Press
- Watching Scotty Die
- Weapons
- What Reason Have They To Dance
- When It Rains
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This is tuned a half step down
D#G#C#F#A#D#
(Chords are written as if it were in standard tuning, for instance G=320033 C=032010 etc.)
G*= 202022 because i forgot what chord that is
I believe all good people should learn this song.
G C D Em
Where did you come from and where did you go?
C Em G D
The rattlers are still and the ashes are cold.
G C D Em
The stage, it is empty; the Union Halls, dark.
C Em D G
And the lights are so bright that I can't see the stars.
D Em
Ain't no heaven and hell in the Great By-And-By
C G D G
Where the dead they are laugh-ing, singin' and spillin' their wine.
G C D Em
Seattle to Spokane, Missoula to Butte:
C Em G D
The spare-changer's stories so boring and true.
G C D Em
Now the world ain't so lonesome without you around.
C Em D G
Hey, tell me, where can you camp where you can't hear a sound?
D Em
Ain't no heaven and hell in the Great By-And-By
C G D G
Where the dead they are laugh-ing, singin' and spillin' their wine.
D G G* Em
Oh, the stories we'll tell on our last and long ri-ii-hide
C G D G
Where the dead they are laugh-ing, singin' and spillin' their wine.
(solo) rhythm is same as verse 1
G C D Em
Now that God's gone and the Devil's in a hole,
C Em G D
It's Aces, Straights, Flushes with Johnny and Joe.
G C D Em
No masters, no Yard Bulls to chase a boy down.
C Em D G
He's gone to where the bums go when they're run out of town.
D Em
Ain't no heaven and hell in the Great By-And-By
C G D G
Where the dead they are laugh-ing, singin' and spillin' their wine.
D Em
Say "So Long" to the rails, from the sage to the pine,
C G D G
While the dead they are laugh-ing, singin' and spillin' their wine.
D Em
Oh, the stories we'll tell on our last and long ride
C G D G
Where the dead they are laugh-ing, singin' and spillin' their wine.
G C D Em
Where do you come from and where did you go?
D#G#C#F#A#D#
(Chords are written as if it were in standard tuning, for instance G=320033 C=032010 etc.)
G*= 202022 because i forgot what chord that is
I believe all good people should learn this song.
G C D Em
Where did you come from and where did you go?
C Em G D
The rattlers are still and the ashes are cold.
G C D Em
The stage, it is empty; the Union Halls, dark.
C Em D G
And the lights are so bright that I can't see the stars.
D Em
Ain't no heaven and hell in the Great By-And-By
C G D G
Where the dead they are laugh-ing, singin' and spillin' their wine.
G C D Em
Seattle to Spokane, Missoula to Butte:
C Em G D
The spare-changer's stories so boring and true.
G C D Em
Now the world ain't so lonesome without you around.
C Em D G
Hey, tell me, where can you camp where you can't hear a sound?
D Em
Ain't no heaven and hell in the Great By-And-By
C G D G
Where the dead they are laugh-ing, singin' and spillin' their wine.
D G G* Em
Oh, the stories we'll tell on our last and long ri-ii-hide
C G D G
Where the dead they are laugh-ing, singin' and spillin' their wine.
(solo) rhythm is same as verse 1
G C D Em
Now that God's gone and the Devil's in a hole,
C Em G D
It's Aces, Straights, Flushes with Johnny and Joe.
G C D Em
No masters, no Yard Bulls to chase a boy down.
C Em D G
He's gone to where the bums go when they're run out of town.
D Em
Ain't no heaven and hell in the Great By-And-By
C G D G
Where the dead they are laugh-ing, singin' and spillin' their wine.
D Em
Say "So Long" to the rails, from the sage to the pine,
C G D G
While the dead they are laugh-ing, singin' and spillin' their wine.
D Em
Oh, the stories we'll tell on our last and long ride
C G D G
Where the dead they are laugh-ing, singin' and spillin' their wine.
G C D Em
Where do you come from and where did you go?
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