Biography:
Cass McCombs (born in Concord, California in 1977) is an American singer-songwriter and performer.
An enigmatic folk nomad, McCombs is a quintessentially American artist; "he's quietly become one of (the country's) finest chroniclers of fringe characters, a writer of heart-rending love songs and psychedelic odes to the natural world, a teller of tall-tales with a sense of humor dry as desert wood, and that rare folksinger who actually sings about the folk.
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Other songs:
- Aeon Of Aquarius Blues
- Angel Blood
- Brighter
- Bum Bum Bum
- City Of Brotherly Love
- County Line
- Dont Vote
- Dreams Come True Girl
- Empty Promises
- Harmonia
- I Went To The Hospital
- Laughter Is The Best Medicine
- Love Thine Enemy
- Medusas Outhouse
- Meet Me Here At Dawn
- Memorys Stain
- Morning Shadows
- Morning Star
- My Pilgrim Dear
- My Sister My Spouse
- Nobodys Nixon
- Opposite House
- Robin Egg Blue
- She Still Suffering
- Shes Still Suffering
- Thats That
- The Executioners Song
- The Same Thing
- There Can Be Only One
- What Isnt Nature
- Windfall
- You Saved My Life
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That’s That
Cass McCombs
G A D
On a whim,
G A D G A D
we climbed in a car that was headed down south
D A D G A D
You were older and I was hard-pressed for action...
Couldn’t you tell?
D D D D D D D D D D
Do I .... Do I .... Do I .... Do I .... Do I ....
G A D G A D
You said, "Here, my dear", at the Vanity Fair
A D
"Let's make hay while the Sun shines"
D
...but was it fair?
F#m F E D
Old playthings are all laid to waste
D G D
Thrown out to make better space
G A D G A D D
So I got a job cleaning toilets at a nightclub in Baltimore
G A D A D
And I guess that's that, almost shorter than a dream
D
And definitely of less note
F#m F E D
Old playthings are all laid to waste
D G D G A D
Thrown out to make better space - to make better space
G A D G A D
to make better space - to make better space
D D D D D D D D D D
[Do I .... Do I .... Do I .... Do I .... Do I ....
(It's a tough song to figure out. This is what I put down so far. At least its something to go on.
Please feel free to help out.)
Cass McCombs
G A D
On a whim,
G A D G A D
we climbed in a car that was headed down south
D A D G A D
You were older and I was hard-pressed for action...
Couldn’t you tell?
D D D D D D D D D D
Do I .... Do I .... Do I .... Do I .... Do I ....
G A D G A D
You said, "Here, my dear", at the Vanity Fair
A D
"Let's make hay while the Sun shines"
D
...but was it fair?
F#m F E D
Old playthings are all laid to waste
D G D
Thrown out to make better space
G A D G A D D
So I got a job cleaning toilets at a nightclub in Baltimore
G A D A D
And I guess that's that, almost shorter than a dream
D
And definitely of less note
F#m F E D
Old playthings are all laid to waste
D G D G A D
Thrown out to make better space - to make better space
G A D G A D
to make better space - to make better space
D D D D D D D D D D
[Do I .... Do I .... Do I .... Do I .... Do I ....
(It's a tough song to figure out. This is what I put down so far. At least its something to go on.
Please feel free to help out.)
Cassidy Ford
Cassidy Stone
Cassie
Cassie Davis
Cassie Steele