Biography:
The Dead South is a four-piece acoustic ensemble based in Regina, Saskatchewan. With Nate Hilts' gritty vocals and aggressive guitar strumming, Scott Pringle's soaring harmonies and mandolin chops, Colton Crawford's blazing banjo licks and steady kick drum, and Danny Kenyon's prominent cello melodies, The Dead South blends elements of folk, bluegrass, classical, and rock which results in a unique, modern, and authentic blend of boot-stompin' acoustic music.
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Other songs:
- In Hell I'll Be In Good Company
- Achilles
- Banjo Odyssey
- Deep When The Rivers High
- Every Man Needs A Chew
- Gunslingers Glory
- Hard Day
- Honey You
- In Hell Ill Be In Good Company
- Into The Valley
- Long Gone
- Massacre Of El Kuroke
- That Bastard Son
- The Dead South
- The Good Lord
- The Recap
- Time For Crawlin
- Travellin Man
- Wishing Well
Four years of hard work!This month of May we celebrated four years on the air. We continue working on the dissemination of this wonderful instrument, thank you for participating in our story!
[Intro]
Gm Cm Gm Cm Gm D7 Gm
(Whistle)
Gm D7
[Verse]
Gm
Dead Love couldn't go no further,
Gm
Proud of and disgusted by her,
Gm
Push shove, a little bruised and battered,
D7 Gm
Oh Lord I ain't comin' home with you
Gm
My lifes a bit more colder,
Gm
Dead wife is what I told her,
Gm
Brass knife sinks into my shoulder,
D7 Gm
Oh babe don't know what I'm gonna do
[Chorus]
Gm
I see my red head, messed bed, tear shed, queen bee, my squeeze.
Cm
The stage it smells, tells, hells bells, mistells, knocks me on my knees
Gm Cm
It didn't hurt, flirt, blood squirt, stuffed shirt, hang me from a tree
Gm D7 Gm
After I count down, three rounds, in Hell ill be in good company
Gm D7
[Verse]
Gm
Dead Love couldn't go no further,
Gm
Proud of and disgusted by her,
Gm
Push shove, a little bruised and battered,
D7 Gm
Oh Lord I ain't comin' home with you
Gm
My lifes a bit more colder,
Gm
Dead wife is what I told her,
Gm
Brass knife sinks into my shoulder,
D7 Gm
Oh babe don't know what I'm gonna do
[Chorus]
Gm
I see my red head, messed bed, tear shed, queen bee, my squeeze.
Cm
The stage it smells, tells, hells bells, mistells, knocks me on my knees
Gm Cm
It didn't hurt, flirt, blood squirt, stuffed shirt, hang me on a tree
Gm D7 Gm
After I count down, three rounds, in Hell ill be in good company
D7 Gm
in Hell ill be in good company
D7 Gm
in Hell ill be in good company
[Outro]
Gm Cm Gm Cm Gm D7 Gm
(Whistle)
Gm Cm Gm Cm Gm D7 Gm
(Whistle)
Gm D7
[Verse]
Gm
Dead Love couldn't go no further,
Gm
Proud of and disgusted by her,
Gm
Push shove, a little bruised and battered,
D7 Gm
Oh Lord I ain't comin' home with you
Gm
My lifes a bit more colder,
Gm
Dead wife is what I told her,
Gm
Brass knife sinks into my shoulder,
D7 Gm
Oh babe don't know what I'm gonna do
[Chorus]
Gm
I see my red head, messed bed, tear shed, queen bee, my squeeze.
Cm
The stage it smells, tells, hells bells, mistells, knocks me on my knees
Gm Cm
It didn't hurt, flirt, blood squirt, stuffed shirt, hang me from a tree
Gm D7 Gm
After I count down, three rounds, in Hell ill be in good company
Gm D7
[Verse]
Gm
Dead Love couldn't go no further,
Gm
Proud of and disgusted by her,
Gm
Push shove, a little bruised and battered,
D7 Gm
Oh Lord I ain't comin' home with you
Gm
My lifes a bit more colder,
Gm
Dead wife is what I told her,
Gm
Brass knife sinks into my shoulder,
D7 Gm
Oh babe don't know what I'm gonna do
[Chorus]
Gm
I see my red head, messed bed, tear shed, queen bee, my squeeze.
Cm
The stage it smells, tells, hells bells, mistells, knocks me on my knees
Gm Cm
It didn't hurt, flirt, blood squirt, stuffed shirt, hang me on a tree
Gm D7 Gm
After I count down, three rounds, in Hell ill be in good company
D7 Gm
in Hell ill be in good company
D7 Gm
in Hell ill be in good company
[Outro]
Gm Cm Gm Cm Gm D7 Gm
(Whistle)
The Dell Vikings
The Devil Makes (...)
The Devil Wears (...)
The Devoted Few
The Diamonds