Biography:
Sons of Bill are a country rock band from Charlottesville, Virginia, that formed in the fall of 2005. At its core are brothers James, Sam, and Abe Wilson, the sons of Bill Wilson, the source of the band's name. The brothers returned to Virginia from very different paths in life to form a band based in the country music they grew up learning from their father while bringing along their interests in rock and jazz to influence their sound.
James Wilson plays acoustic guitar and is the band's lead vocalist.
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[Verse]
G
There ain't no one to blame
That we all look the same
C G
And it's maybe just the course of evolution
And it surely seems to me that predictability
C G
Is quickly becoming something you can count on
G
When all through the night
As the headlights shine so bright
C
And they're staring me down like I'm to blame
G D
Rolling in and out of LA county
Em
And they're calling out my name
C
They're calling out my name
[Chorus]
G
Honey let me in,
D
Santa Ana winds
G C
Are going straight to my head
G
When the sun comes up
D
There won't be no tomorrow
Em
In the valley of the dead
C
In the valley of the dead
[Verse 2]
G
There ain't no skatin' by
We're all gonna die
C
No matter what
G
The plastic surgeon told you
Should karma be the judge
'cause she don't hold the grudge
C G
Or does she need a little helping hand?
G
When all through the night
as the moonlight shines so bright
C
And it lights up the sheets on my bed
G D
But tonight I'm gonna light that San Fernando
Em
With kerosene instead
C
With kerosene instead
With kerosene
[Chorus] x2
G
Honey let me in,
D
Santa Ana winds
G C
Are going straight to my head
G
When the sun comes up
D
There won't be no tomorrow
Em
In the valley of the dead
C
In the valley of the dead
In the valley of the dead
G
There ain't no one to blame
That we all look the same
C G
And it's maybe just the course of evolution
And it surely seems to me that predictability
C G
Is quickly becoming something you can count on
G
When all through the night
As the headlights shine so bright
C
And they're staring me down like I'm to blame
G D
Rolling in and out of LA county
Em
And they're calling out my name
C
They're calling out my name
[Chorus]
G
Honey let me in,
D
Santa Ana winds
G C
Are going straight to my head
G
When the sun comes up
D
There won't be no tomorrow
Em
In the valley of the dead
C
In the valley of the dead
[Verse 2]
G
There ain't no skatin' by
We're all gonna die
C
No matter what
G
The plastic surgeon told you
Should karma be the judge
'cause she don't hold the grudge
C G
Or does she need a little helping hand?
G
When all through the night
as the moonlight shines so bright
C
And it lights up the sheets on my bed
G D
But tonight I'm gonna light that San Fernando
Em
With kerosene instead
C
With kerosene instead
With kerosene
[Chorus] x2
G
Honey let me in,
D
Santa Ana winds
G C
Are going straight to my head
G
When the sun comes up
D
There won't be no tomorrow
Em
In the valley of the dead
C
In the valley of the dead
In the valley of the dead
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