Biografía:
there are several artists named Chris Ross
1) Hardcore producer signed with Hardcore Underground.
Demonstrating extraordinary musical maturity beyond his years, and with an ever expanding knowledge of his field, Music Technology student Chris Ross has already achieved a lot for someone so young. Having first released his early Hardcore works via the independent NSR Records, Chris has migrated more and more towards the Breakbeat / Drum'n'Bass spectrum in recent years, and was signed to Hardcore Underground in 2012.
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¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
The "G (Riff)" is a sorta country sounding chugging kinda thing throughout the
verses and the end of the lines of the chorus. Youtube the song to get a feel for
the rhythm. Capo the 1st fret! Have fun with it!
G (Riff)
A|-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2--
E|-0-0-3-0-0-3-0-0-3-0-0--
G (Riff)
Jack was into Jill, Jill was in the cabinet
Mama wasn't home, Daddy wasn't havin' it
Spent his last nickels on an old brown bottle
Mama took the Dodge, Hit that throttle
D
Jack was in the driveway, Lovestruck and reticent
A
Jill jumps in, Pockets fulla medicine babe
G (Riff)
Up so high, Halfway to Wonderland
Jack don't mind, Never had a better plan
Goin' down to Vegas for a shotgun service
Don't need Jesus, Don't need churches
D
Jill has got the roadmap, Bustin' out another line
A
Hit that gas, Red light colorblind
D A G (Riff)
Jack says "Honey that all the lies of love and life ain't fair
D A G (Riff)
All we got is borrowed time but ain't got none to spare
D A G (Riff)
If the devil takes my hand too young and leaves you here to stay
B7
I'll still love you
From the bottom of my grave"
G (Riff)
Knot gets tied, Bank gets the riches
Well runs dry, Straight down the ditches
Jill is in the back room finishin' a lap dance
Says it's just a paycheck, Hold it fella no hands
Jack is in the card room bettin' all the rent again
Just one time, No spades no sevens babe
Jets don't cover, Jack owes the bookie now
Blow this city, Don't stop to look around
Jill was knocked up but it just didn't keep
Couldn't even make it to the twenty first week
Chase that sun, All the way to Mexico
Kickin' that junk, Stickin' with the methadone
Jack says "Honey that all the lies of love and life ain't fair
All we got is borrowed time but ain't got none to spare
If the devil takes my hand too young and leaves you hear to stay
I'll still love you
From the bottom of my grave"
Six months later, Tijuana sunset
Jack is now a dope mule, Jill is havin' cold sweats
Take a little taste but it shuts 'em right up
No one ever told 'em that the shit was uncut
One last time, Fade into the faraway
Take my hand honey, Don't gotta be afraid
Jack is next to Jill, Jill's under a fake name
Six feet down, Blessin' from the padre
Nobody wept, nobody prayed
Ain't nobody sang no Amazing Grace
Jack and Jill they went up that hill
But they never came down, They're up there still
Jack says "Honey that all the lies of love and life ain't fair
All we got is borrowed time but ain't got none to spare
If the devil takes your hand too young you know that I won't stay
And I'll love you
From the bottom of my grave"
verses and the end of the lines of the chorus. Youtube the song to get a feel for
the rhythm. Capo the 1st fret! Have fun with it!
G (Riff)
A|-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2--
E|-0-0-3-0-0-3-0-0-3-0-0--
G (Riff)
Jack was into Jill, Jill was in the cabinet
Mama wasn't home, Daddy wasn't havin' it
Spent his last nickels on an old brown bottle
Mama took the Dodge, Hit that throttle
D
Jack was in the driveway, Lovestruck and reticent
A
Jill jumps in, Pockets fulla medicine babe
G (Riff)
Up so high, Halfway to Wonderland
Jack don't mind, Never had a better plan
Goin' down to Vegas for a shotgun service
Don't need Jesus, Don't need churches
D
Jill has got the roadmap, Bustin' out another line
A
Hit that gas, Red light colorblind
D A G (Riff)
Jack says "Honey that all the lies of love and life ain't fair
D A G (Riff)
All we got is borrowed time but ain't got none to spare
D A G (Riff)
If the devil takes my hand too young and leaves you here to stay
B7
I'll still love you
From the bottom of my grave"
G (Riff)
Knot gets tied, Bank gets the riches
Well runs dry, Straight down the ditches
Jill is in the back room finishin' a lap dance
Says it's just a paycheck, Hold it fella no hands
Jack is in the card room bettin' all the rent again
Just one time, No spades no sevens babe
Jets don't cover, Jack owes the bookie now
Blow this city, Don't stop to look around
Jill was knocked up but it just didn't keep
Couldn't even make it to the twenty first week
Chase that sun, All the way to Mexico
Kickin' that junk, Stickin' with the methadone
Jack says "Honey that all the lies of love and life ain't fair
All we got is borrowed time but ain't got none to spare
If the devil takes my hand too young and leaves you hear to stay
I'll still love you
From the bottom of my grave"
Six months later, Tijuana sunset
Jack is now a dope mule, Jill is havin' cold sweats
Take a little taste but it shuts 'em right up
No one ever told 'em that the shit was uncut
One last time, Fade into the faraway
Take my hand honey, Don't gotta be afraid
Jack is next to Jill, Jill's under a fake name
Six feet down, Blessin' from the padre
Nobody wept, nobody prayed
Ain't nobody sang no Amazing Grace
Jack and Jill they went up that hill
But they never came down, They're up there still
Jack says "Honey that all the lies of love and life ain't fair
All we got is borrowed time but ain't got none to spare
If the devil takes your hand too young you know that I won't stay
And I'll love you
From the bottom of my grave"
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