Biography:
Canaan Smith is a country singer-songwriter from Williamsburg, Virginia who recently signed with Mercury Nashville. He released his first single, "We Got Us," on January 9, 2012.
Music can be streamed at his official website, http://canaansmith.com/.
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Takes a summer time in dollars at minimum wage
D
To buy some Pittsburgh steel when you come of age
G D A
Even more to get it runnin' and shinin' like you did
D
It was two tone tar heel blue and white
D
Couple kinwood speakers tuned just right
G D A
Crazy how a car makes a king out of a kid
Bm G D A
It was sun down ready, hardtop heavy, shotgun girlfriend primed.
Bm G
Just some teenage no fear, half bald good years
D A D
That still turned on a dime
Bm G A D
It was freedom callin' pullin' you down that backroad
Bm G A D
It was our time flyin' and a hell of a ride in that bronco
|Bm |Em |A |
D
Momma still puts flowers out by your grave
Daddy pulls against Ford in Sunday’s race
G D A
And Leah has a hard time thinkin' she’s older than you
D
And me I still see you backin' out in reverse the headlights bright behind your hurse
G A
If I only could fix things like someone I once knew
Bm G D A
I wouldn't be sittin' tangled mangled full of county junk yard pain
Bm G D A D
All busted rusted out here cussing crying out your name
Bm G A D
It was freedom callin' pullin' you down that backroad
Bm G A Bm
It was our time flyin' and a hell of a ride in that bronco
|Bm |G | |D | |A |
A Bm
It was a hell of a ride
G
It was a hell of a ride
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|A |Bm |Em | |
|D |A |D |
A
Freedom calling
D
Freedom calling
Bm G A D
It was freedom callin' pullin' you down that backroad
Bm G A
It was our time flyin' and a hell of a ride
D Bm G
It was small town high hopes
A D
Why it ended there only heaven knows
Bm G A D
A brother a hero and a hell of a ride in that bronco
|Bm |Em |A |
D
It was a hell of a ride
|A | |
D A D
Takes a lifetime of prayers on bended knees to try to come to peace with your memory
D G
Takes a summer time in dollars at minimum wage
D
To buy some Pittsburgh steel when you come of age
G D A
Even more to get it runnin' and shinin' like you did
D
It was two tone tar heel blue and white
D
Couple kinwood speakers tuned just right
G D A
Crazy how a car makes a king out of a kid
Bm G D A
It was sun down ready, hardtop heavy, shotgun girlfriend primed.
Bm G
Just some teenage no fear, half bald good years
D A D
That still turned on a dime
Bm G A D
It was freedom callin' pullin' you down that backroad
Bm G A D
It was our time flyin' and a hell of a ride in that bronco
|Bm |Em |A |
D
Momma still puts flowers out by your grave
Daddy pulls against Ford in Sunday’s race
G D A
And Leah has a hard time thinkin' she’s older than you
D
And me I still see you backin' out in reverse the headlights bright behind your hurse
G A
If I only could fix things like someone I once knew
Bm G D A
I wouldn't be sittin' tangled mangled full of county junk yard pain
Bm G D A D
All busted rusted out here cussing crying out your name
Bm G A D
It was freedom callin' pullin' you down that backroad
Bm G A Bm
It was our time flyin' and a hell of a ride in that bronco
|Bm |G | |D | |A |
A Bm
It was a hell of a ride
G
It was a hell of a ride
|G |D | | |
|A |Bm |Em | |
|D |A |D |
A
Freedom calling
D
Freedom calling
Bm G A D
It was freedom callin' pullin' you down that backroad
Bm G A
It was our time flyin' and a hell of a ride
D Bm G
It was small town high hopes
A D
Why it ended there only heaven knows
Bm G A D
A brother a hero and a hell of a ride in that bronco
|Bm |Em |A |
D
It was a hell of a ride
|A | |
D A D
Takes a lifetime of prayers on bended knees to try to come to peace with your memory
Canciones De Lob (...)
Canciones De Rad (...)
Canciones De Ron (...)
Canciones De Sco (...)
Canciones Infant (...)
Candlewick Green
Candy
Candy 66
Candy Butchers
Candy Claws