Biografía:
Mount Moriah is a Durham, NC based folk band featuring H.C. McEntire (Heather McEntire) of Bellafea and Jenks Miller of Horseback. They collaborated as Un Deux Trois before forming Mount Moriah. Starting out on boutique label Holidays For Quince Records, in 2013 they put out "Miracle Temple" on Merge Records.
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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!
Mount Moriah -- "Social Wedding Rings"
From the self-titled record
http://www.mountmoriahband.com
CAPO I (1st Fret)
Am: X-0-2-2-1-0
Am2: 5-7-7-5-5-5
F: 1-3-3-2-1-1
G: 3-5-5-4-3-3
Dm: X-5-7-7-6-5
Intro: [Am] [F] [Am] [F]
In a [Am] motel room in Colorado Springs
[F] We learned what impatience brings
To [Am] women who fool [F] around
[Am] That summer was a strung-out mess
And [F] you swore to God you had the perfect fix
And a [Am] plan to get us [F] out
You said, [Am2] "Don't you [G] turn a[F]round"
[Am2] "Leave your strings [G] at the door and [F] just walk out"
[Am] [F] [Am] [F]
[Am] I sat in the living room
And [F] watched your girlfriend pack her things
To [Am] move away from [F] you
[Am] Our record, Buffy Sainte-Marie
And we [F] held hands and cried
'Til we could [Am] see any[F]thing
You said, [Am2] "Don't you [G] turn a[F]round"
[Am2] "You wouldn't like [G] what you found out here [F] anyhow"
[Am] [F] [Am] [F]
So I [Am] took a redeye from the Bay
[F] Watched you watch the taxi
Pull a[Am]way from Mission [F] Street
[Am] The next time we would meet
Would be a [F] train wreck of nerves and sexless sleep
Mis[Am]takes made into [F] hymns
I said, [Am2] "Don't you [G] make a [F] sound"
[Am2] "Nothing's careful in [G] desire, [F] especially now"
[Am] [F] [Am] [F]
BRIDGE:
[Dm] There were no accidents
[G] We asked for this, but the [F] South is not out [G] West
[Dm]There's nothing gentle [G] about our stomachs full of gin
[F] We are alive and we have no [G] rest
[G] Oooo[Am]ooh
[F] [Am] [F]
In a [Am] farmhouse in the Piedmont hills
[F] We learned what impatience wills
To [Am] women who have fooled [F] around
[Am] If thievery has a voice to sing
It's the [F] choice and sound of moving hands
Over [Am] social wedding [F] rings
You said, [Am2] "Don't you [G] turn a[F]round"
[Am2]"Leave your strings [G] at the door and [F] just walk [Am] out"
From the self-titled record
http://www.mountmoriahband.com
CAPO I (1st Fret)
Am: X-0-2-2-1-0
Am2: 5-7-7-5-5-5
F: 1-3-3-2-1-1
G: 3-5-5-4-3-3
Dm: X-5-7-7-6-5
Intro: [Am] [F] [Am] [F]
In a [Am] motel room in Colorado Springs
[F] We learned what impatience brings
To [Am] women who fool [F] around
[Am] That summer was a strung-out mess
And [F] you swore to God you had the perfect fix
And a [Am] plan to get us [F] out
You said, [Am2] "Don't you [G] turn a[F]round"
[Am2] "Leave your strings [G] at the door and [F] just walk out"
[Am] [F] [Am] [F]
[Am] I sat in the living room
And [F] watched your girlfriend pack her things
To [Am] move away from [F] you
[Am] Our record, Buffy Sainte-Marie
And we [F] held hands and cried
'Til we could [Am] see any[F]thing
You said, [Am2] "Don't you [G] turn a[F]round"
[Am2] "You wouldn't like [G] what you found out here [F] anyhow"
[Am] [F] [Am] [F]
So I [Am] took a redeye from the Bay
[F] Watched you watch the taxi
Pull a[Am]way from Mission [F] Street
[Am] The next time we would meet
Would be a [F] train wreck of nerves and sexless sleep
Mis[Am]takes made into [F] hymns
I said, [Am2] "Don't you [G] make a [F] sound"
[Am2] "Nothing's careful in [G] desire, [F] especially now"
[Am] [F] [Am] [F]
BRIDGE:
[Dm] There were no accidents
[G] We asked for this, but the [F] South is not out [G] West
[Dm]There's nothing gentle [G] about our stomachs full of gin
[F] We are alive and we have no [G] rest
[G] Oooo[Am]ooh
[F] [Am] [F]
In a [Am] farmhouse in the Piedmont hills
[F] We learned what impatience wills
To [Am] women who have fooled [F] around
[Am] If thievery has a voice to sing
It's the [F] choice and sound of moving hands
Over [Am] social wedding [F] rings
You said, [Am2] "Don't you [G] turn a[F]round"
[Am2]"Leave your strings [G] at the door and [F] just walk [Am] out"
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