Biography:
I got tired of seeing my dated bio on here, so this is how it is...
I've been immersed in music since conception. It's all I've ever been interested in. Ever. My entire family on my fathers side all play and sing and half write their own material. They don't even know how far it goes back, but they believe that during the civil war, one of our ancestors was a prisoner of war in Andersonville Confederate Prison. He played the fiddle and as the story goes, he played for the soldiers which allowed him to get enough food to stay alive.
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BAD BAD BAD
Shannon Lawson
(Lawson - Grey)
2002, MCA Nashville
August 27, 2003
F# F#
F#
Well the first time that I saw her
E B F#
She somehow knew my name
And I knew that she was trouble
E B F#
But she had me just the same
E B F#
And it was bad, bad, bad, bad
E B F#
It was bad, bad, bad, bad
F#
Well my mama, bless my mama
E B F#
She saw the devil in her eyes
And she said son, my only son
E B F#
You better run for your life
E B F#
Cause she's bad, bad, bad, bad
A
For bidden fruit it tastes so sweet
E
I had so much it made me weak
A F#
And all the good times that we had
E B F#
Were just bad, bad, bad, bad
F#
Now the trouble, Lord the trouble
E B F#
That that girl she got me in
And I am prayin, Lord I am prayina
E B F#
That I never see her ag ain
E B F#
Cause she's bad, bad, bad, bad
A
For bidden fruit it tastes so sweet
E
I had so much it made me weak
A F#
And all the good times that we had
E B F#
Were just bad, bad, bad, bad
Shannon Lawson
(Lawson - Grey)
2002, MCA Nashville
August 27, 2003
F# F#
F#
Well the first time that I saw her
E B F#
She somehow knew my name
And I knew that she was trouble
E B F#
But she had me just the same
E B F#
And it was bad, bad, bad, bad
E B F#
It was bad, bad, bad, bad
F#
Well my mama, bless my mama
E B F#
She saw the devil in her eyes
And she said son, my only son
E B F#
You better run for your life
E B F#
Cause she's bad, bad, bad, bad
A
For bidden fruit it tastes so sweet
E
I had so much it made me weak
A F#
And all the good times that we had
E B F#
Were just bad, bad, bad, bad
F#
Now the trouble, Lord the trouble
E B F#
That that girl she got me in
And I am prayin, Lord I am prayina
E B F#
That I never see her ag ain
E B F#
Cause she's bad, bad, bad, bad
A
For bidden fruit it tastes so sweet
E
I had so much it made me weak
A F#
And all the good times that we had
E B F#
Were just bad, bad, bad, bad
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