Biography:
Shawn Mullins (born March 8, 1968 in Piedmont hospital, Atlanta, Georgia) is a singer songwriter who specializes in folk rock, Instrumental rock, and adult alternative music.
Shawn's voice varies widely standing out along with his rythym acoustical, electric guitar strokes. Shawn travels with his sound man and tour manager, Big Kip Conner.
Mullins's earlier work was influenced by acoustic and power-pop groups such as the Violent Femmes, The Producers and the Indigo Girls.
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Other songs:
- Faith
- Lullaby
- All In My Head
- Anchored In You
- And On A Rainy Night
- Ballad Of Billy Jo Mckay
- Ballad Of Kathryn Johnston
- Beautiful Wreck
- Beautifull Wreck
- Blue As You
- Cabbagetown
- California
- Canyons And Caverns
- Cycle Of Our Souls
- Everywhere I Go
- Ferguson
- Fraction Of A Man
- Gulf Of Mexico
- Home
- Joshua
- Joy Terrell Brown
- Light You Up
- Lonesome I Know You Too Well
- My Stupid Heart
- No Blue Sky
- Patricks Song
- Shimmer
- Soul Child
- Soul Core
- Sunday Morning Coming Down
- Tannin Bed Song
- The Ghost Of Johnny Cash
- The Great Unknown
- This Ones For The Majors
- This Time Last Time
- Twin Rocks Oregon
- We Could Go And Start Again
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This is how I play it - I'm pretty sure the song's capo 9, but it's a bit tight for me.
I play it Capo on 4th fret, this sounds pretty good to me. Pretty sure it's in E as well.
C C
Joshua was an old man, his beard like mountain snow
F C
And when I was a boy we'd have jam sessions
C C
I'd sneak off to old Sharptop, with my guitar I would go
F C
When I should have been at school, learnin' my lessons
G
And he'd sip a little moonshine
F
And I'd smoke a corncob pipe
G F
And we'd pick all day until our fingers bled
G
And right around supper time
F
I'd run home in the night
G F G
Just in time to get a whoppin' from my Dad
C C
My friend Joshua tells me that picking wont pay the rent
F C
Well I set out to prove him wrong in time
C C
I dont guess I can recall all the hours that I spent
F C
Just beating on that old flat top of mine
G
Me and my friend Joshua lord
F
We must have played them all
G F
And I got to where I could put the old man to shame
G F
I don't guess it ever seemed to bother Josh at all
G F G
We still loved to pick 'em just the same
C G F
Oh, way back when
C G F
He was 65 and I was 10
C G F
And I will never be as free again
C G F
Oh, way back when
C C
The summer flew by quickly and Josh and I spent our time
F C
Writing words to songs from memories of his past
C C
He'd tell me bout the way it was and I'd find the perfect rhyme
F C
And I couldn't believe how we wrote our songs so fast
G F
I never knew an old man could be so full of life
G F
The love we had was so hard to explain
G F
And I remember how the tears fell when he spoke of his late wife
G F
And I'd give him my 6-string to ease his pain
C G F
Oh, way back when
C G F
He was 65 and I was 10
C G F
And I will never be as free again
C G F
Oh, way back when
Instrumental Bridge (Solo): D, F, C, G, D, F, C, G
And then in late November
F G F
I knocked on his cabin door, I knocked and knocked but Joshua never came
G F
And I still remember, how he layed there on the floor
G F
And I went home a-cryin' in the rain
C G F
Oh, way back when
C G F
He was 65 and I was 10
C G F
And I will never be as free again
C G F
Oh, way back when
C G F
Oh, way back when
C G F
Oh, way back when
I play it Capo on 4th fret, this sounds pretty good to me. Pretty sure it's in E as well.
C C
Joshua was an old man, his beard like mountain snow
F C
And when I was a boy we'd have jam sessions
C C
I'd sneak off to old Sharptop, with my guitar I would go
F C
When I should have been at school, learnin' my lessons
G
And he'd sip a little moonshine
F
And I'd smoke a corncob pipe
G F
And we'd pick all day until our fingers bled
G
And right around supper time
F
I'd run home in the night
G F G
Just in time to get a whoppin' from my Dad
C C
My friend Joshua tells me that picking wont pay the rent
F C
Well I set out to prove him wrong in time
C C
I dont guess I can recall all the hours that I spent
F C
Just beating on that old flat top of mine
G
Me and my friend Joshua lord
F
We must have played them all
G F
And I got to where I could put the old man to shame
G F
I don't guess it ever seemed to bother Josh at all
G F G
We still loved to pick 'em just the same
C G F
Oh, way back when
C G F
He was 65 and I was 10
C G F
And I will never be as free again
C G F
Oh, way back when
C C
The summer flew by quickly and Josh and I spent our time
F C
Writing words to songs from memories of his past
C C
He'd tell me bout the way it was and I'd find the perfect rhyme
F C
And I couldn't believe how we wrote our songs so fast
G F
I never knew an old man could be so full of life
G F
The love we had was so hard to explain
G F
And I remember how the tears fell when he spoke of his late wife
G F
And I'd give him my 6-string to ease his pain
C G F
Oh, way back when
C G F
He was 65 and I was 10
C G F
And I will never be as free again
C G F
Oh, way back when
Instrumental Bridge (Solo): D, F, C, G, D, F, C, G
And then in late November
F G F
I knocked on his cabin door, I knocked and knocked but Joshua never came
G F
And I still remember, how he layed there on the floor
G F
And I went home a-cryin' in the rain
C G F
Oh, way back when
C G F
He was 65 and I was 10
C G F
And I will never be as free again
C G F
Oh, way back when
C G F
Oh, way back when
C G F
Oh, way back when
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