Biography:
Front Country is an American progressive roots-pop band from San Francisco, California.
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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!
[Intro]
Bm7
[Verse 1]
Bm
There is no law, in this unlikely Promised Land
A Em F#m Bm
There is no love, except the wringing of our hands, as we stand by'
A
And watch a television that I don't know why
Em F#m G
But I'm feelin' like a have no other choice
F#7
I can only hear your voice
Bm
I got no food, but I got everything to eat
A Em F#m
It makes no sense, that we can still be so hungry
Bm A
I just want more, and though I haven't any need to give me more
Em F#m G
Just to satiate your greedy appetite
F#7
And there ain't no end in sight
[Chorus]
Bm A Em G
Oh, Undertaker, rush me to my Maker,
Bm Em F#7
You've been schemin' all my life since I was born
Bm A Em G
Take me under, where dreams are torn asunder
Bm F#7 Bm
And line your pretty little pockets with my soul
[Verse 2]
Bm
You bleed me dry, with all the things that I demand
A Em F#m
I dry my eyes, with dollar bills and desert sand
Bm A
I turn away to find the body of the man who didn't know
Em F#m G
That he would never understand his own desires
F#7
And it consumes him like a fire
[Chorus]
Bm A Em G
Oh, Undertaker, rush me to my Maker,
Bm Em F#7
You've been schemin' all my life since I was born
Bm A Em G
Take me under, where dreams are torn asunder
Bm F#7 Bm
And line your pretty little pockets with my soul
[Instrumental]
Bm A Em G
Bm Em F#7
Bm A Em G
Bm F#7 Bm
Bm
Bm A
Em F#m G F#7
Bm G
I hear your voice, it's like echo in my brain
A Em F#m
I hear the sound of an unstoppable train
Bm G
I'm either on it, or I'm tied there to the tracks
A
I've made my choice
Em F#m G
And it's there that I'll remain until I die
F#7
It won't be long now by and by
[Chorus]
Bm A Em G
Oh, Undertaker, rush me to my Maker,
Bm Em F#7
You've been schemin' all my life since I was born
Bm A Em G
Take me under, where dreams are torn asunder
Bm F#7
And line your pretty little pockets with my-
Bm A Em G
Undertaker, rush me to my Maker,
Bm Em F#7
You've been schemin' all my life since I was born
Bm A Em G
Take me under, where dreams are torn asunder
Bm F#7 Bm
And line your pretty little pockets with my soul
Bm7
[Verse 1]
Bm
There is no law, in this unlikely Promised Land
A Em F#m Bm
There is no love, except the wringing of our hands, as we stand by'
A
And watch a television that I don't know why
Em F#m G
But I'm feelin' like a have no other choice
F#7
I can only hear your voice
Bm
I got no food, but I got everything to eat
A Em F#m
It makes no sense, that we can still be so hungry
Bm A
I just want more, and though I haven't any need to give me more
Em F#m G
Just to satiate your greedy appetite
F#7
And there ain't no end in sight
[Chorus]
Bm A Em G
Oh, Undertaker, rush me to my Maker,
Bm Em F#7
You've been schemin' all my life since I was born
Bm A Em G
Take me under, where dreams are torn asunder
Bm F#7 Bm
And line your pretty little pockets with my soul
[Verse 2]
Bm
You bleed me dry, with all the things that I demand
A Em F#m
I dry my eyes, with dollar bills and desert sand
Bm A
I turn away to find the body of the man who didn't know
Em F#m G
That he would never understand his own desires
F#7
And it consumes him like a fire
[Chorus]
Bm A Em G
Oh, Undertaker, rush me to my Maker,
Bm Em F#7
You've been schemin' all my life since I was born
Bm A Em G
Take me under, where dreams are torn asunder
Bm F#7 Bm
And line your pretty little pockets with my soul
[Instrumental]
Bm A Em G
Bm Em F#7
Bm A Em G
Bm F#7 Bm
Bm
Bm A
Em F#m G F#7
Bm G
I hear your voice, it's like echo in my brain
A Em F#m
I hear the sound of an unstoppable train
Bm G
I'm either on it, or I'm tied there to the tracks
A
I've made my choice
Em F#m G
And it's there that I'll remain until I die
F#7
It won't be long now by and by
[Chorus]
Bm A Em G
Oh, Undertaker, rush me to my Maker,
Bm Em F#7
You've been schemin' all my life since I was born
Bm A Em G
Take me under, where dreams are torn asunder
Bm F#7
And line your pretty little pockets with my-
Bm A Em G
Undertaker, rush me to my Maker,
Bm Em F#7
You've been schemin' all my life since I was born
Bm A Em G
Take me under, where dreams are torn asunder
Bm F#7 Bm
And line your pretty little pockets with my soul
Frost
Frost & Fog
Frostlit
Froth (US)
Froy Choi
Fryars
Frying Rats
FSB
FSTVLST
FTIsland