Biography:
Nowadays, “Oh, Honey” is not just something muttered under your breath at the bar. Instead it’s something worth singing out. In Brooklyn - ironically enough - honey farms seem to be on the up, especially for the residents of Williamsburg. Not just a way to make ends meet, the honey produced by these farms is worth commenting on, actually it's worth singing about. Mitchy Collins and Danielle Bouchard decided to load up the succulent bandwagon and begin their own abundant crop venture.
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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]
E E/G# A E E/G# A
[Verse 1]
E A E A
Maybe we got it all wrong, wasting time pretending we’re strong
C#m A
Pull over the car to the side of the road,
E F#m
Let’s talk it out under the cigarette glow
C#m A E
Maybe we were right all along
[Chorus]
A E A
Stop looking down, one man’s water is another man’s wine,
E C#m
Somebody’s daughter winds up somebody’s bride
F#
Even three words can hurt you sometimes,
A E
Maybe the cracks in the floor of Heaven are the stars in the sky
[Verse 2]
E A
Lace me up, let me trip in those boots
E A
There’s no such thing as a lover’s heart, that ain’t felt black and blue
C#m A
I’d rather we fight, use the words as our guns,
E F#m
Leave as the leader of an army of one
C#m A E
Maybe we were right all along
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
B A
Maybe the cracks in the floor of Heaven are the stars in the sky
B A
Maybe life is just a road trip between ‘hello’ and ‘goodbye’
C#m A E
So let’s stop the wondering, see what’s on the other side
[Chorus]
[Ending]
A E
Maybe the cracks in the floor of Heaven are the stars in the sky
E E/G# A E E/G# A
[Verse 1]
E A E A
Maybe we got it all wrong, wasting time pretending we’re strong
C#m A
Pull over the car to the side of the road,
E F#m
Let’s talk it out under the cigarette glow
C#m A E
Maybe we were right all along
[Chorus]
A E A
Stop looking down, one man’s water is another man’s wine,
E C#m
Somebody’s daughter winds up somebody’s bride
F#
Even three words can hurt you sometimes,
A E
Maybe the cracks in the floor of Heaven are the stars in the sky
[Verse 2]
E A
Lace me up, let me trip in those boots
E A
There’s no such thing as a lover’s heart, that ain’t felt black and blue
C#m A
I’d rather we fight, use the words as our guns,
E F#m
Leave as the leader of an army of one
C#m A E
Maybe we were right all along
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
B A
Maybe the cracks in the floor of Heaven are the stars in the sky
B A
Maybe life is just a road trip between ‘hello’ and ‘goodbye’
C#m A E
So let’s stop the wondering, see what’s on the other side
[Chorus]
[Ending]
A E
Maybe the cracks in the floor of Heaven are the stars in the sky
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