Biography:
American Gospel is the solo project of The Republic of Wolves member Gregg Andrew DellaRocca. A primarily conceptual writing project, DellaRocca combines story telling and personal experience’s to deliver a fun, compelling, and sometimes dark, multi genre musical experience. American Gospel’s debut LP “Tall Tales Vol.1" was recorded over the course of three years in two separate locations, Gregg’s home studio in Long Island New York and with his mobile studio in East Palestine Ohio.
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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!
Guitar Solo:
|Em| |D| |G| |Em| |Em| |G|
All Instruments:
|G| |D| |G| |C| x2
Em C G D
I searched for you my whole life
C G D
In white washed frozen groves
C G D
I casted out my last line
C G D
Let me feet get cold
C G
I just want to see you
C
G D G Em
And my lover sleeps underneath the water
(All wrapped up in the reefs)
C
G D G Em
She sold my trust for coordinates and bait
(With the bones, of my kin, dug up from the trench of my past)
C
G D G Em
And I've been living in the shadow if his former failure
(In the cold, under stone, buried between all the ice)
C
G D G
And I can feel it, the sun is going down
(This desert can drift)
Em
And the cold is from you
C
G
She broke straight through the ice
D
I saw her with my eyes
And I stared through the soul of the one that I loved
C
And I learned I was nothing at all
G
I though about the search
D
And everything I'm worth
Is it gold, is it coal
C
In the end I am sure we're all dirt in the ground
G D
Now I'm still trying to find out which way to go
C G D
And I hope that you know you're not alone
G
You're not alone
|Em| |D| |G| |Em| |Em| |G|
All Instruments:
|G| |D| |G| |C| x2
Em C G D
I searched for you my whole life
C G D
In white washed frozen groves
C G D
I casted out my last line
C G D
Let me feet get cold
C G
I just want to see you
C
G D G Em
And my lover sleeps underneath the water
(All wrapped up in the reefs)
C
G D G Em
She sold my trust for coordinates and bait
(With the bones, of my kin, dug up from the trench of my past)
C
G D G Em
And I've been living in the shadow if his former failure
(In the cold, under stone, buried between all the ice)
C
G D G
And I can feel it, the sun is going down
(This desert can drift)
Em
And the cold is from you
C
G
She broke straight through the ice
D
I saw her with my eyes
And I stared through the soul of the one that I loved
C
And I learned I was nothing at all
G
I though about the search
D
And everything I'm worth
Is it gold, is it coal
C
In the end I am sure we're all dirt in the ground
G D
Now I'm still trying to find out which way to go
C G D
And I hope that you know you're not alone
G
You're not alone
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