Son Volt is an alternative country group which formed in 1994 in St. Louis, Missouri. The band currently consists of Jay Farrar (vocals, guitar), Chris Masterson (guitar), Andrew Duplantis (bass, vocals), Mark Spencer (keyboards) and Dave Bryson (drums). Farrar is the only original member remaining in the band.
Son Volt formed after the breakup of the band Uncle Tupelo, owing to the simmering creative differences between songwriters Farrar and Jeff Tweedy.
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Date: Mon, 10 Nov 1997 19:39:40 -0600 (CST) From: Ira Houston Bryant Iv To: [email protected] Subject: CRD: s/son_volt/looking_at_the_world_through_a_windshield.crd
Looking at the World Through a Windshield as performed by Son Volt written by Jerry Chestnut, Mike Hoyer from the Feeling Minnesota Soundtrack transcribed by Ira Bryant ([email protected])
{Verse 1} A Well when I was just a little bitty kid D I remember one time Mommy said EA Daddy sends you all his love, from 'Frisco Bay A Well I didn't understand till I was grown D Why my Daddy didn't spend a little time at home EA Instead of running round the country that way
{Chorus} AE Oh I'm looking at the world through a windshield A Seeing everything in a little bit different light [Watching it fly by me on the right] D7 I got a sweet little thing that I'm dying to see in Nashville EA And I'm down around Dallas and rolling on south tonight
Intro Riff
{Verse 2} Well long strips of rubber that you see Were burnt off of this rig by the likes of me And they'll rot along the highways in this land I'm gonna write my name in this diesel smoke And let the ones that come along behind me choke And try to keep this pace I'm setting anytime that they can
{Chorus}
{Verse 3} Well I push this rig through the sleet and rain And I've driven through the rough terrain Of the rockies to the docks of old L.A. On down that old pacific shore I swing north and head for Baltimore Or some place 'bout 2000 miles away
{Chorus}
EA And I'm down around Dallas and rolling on south tonight