Robert Earl Keen, Jr. (born January 11, 1956 in Houston, Texas) is an American singer-songwriter. Growing up, Keen was interested in music, sports, movies and writing. He attended Texas A&M University, enrolling in the school of journalism. Disappointed in the College Station, Texas music scene, he began playing guitar and learned to read and write music, basing his style on folk, country, blues and roots rock. In 1977 he rented a house from landlord Jack Boyett, where his neighbor was a then-unknown Lyle Lovett.
¡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!
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The Five Pound Bass By Robert Earl Keen Jr. >From the West Textures CD
E Up this morning
Before the sun Bm Fixed me some coffee and a honey bun E Jumped in my pickup A gave her the gas EBmE I'm goin' out to catch a five pound bass
Down by the lake side Just off the ramp All them people sleeping in their fising camp Some out in the pup tents Some out on the grass They all be dreaming 'bout that five pound bass
Bridge: A The early birdie always gets his worm E Me I always get my wish A When you're talking 'bout that five pound bass son EBm The early wormy gets the fish
Jumped in my john boat I stow my gear I fire her up and when I am in the clear I sail across that water As smooth as glass Ready here I come you five pound bass
Guitar.....
I find a perfect spot Some old dead trees Back in a canyon where you cain't feel no breeze I tie my lure I make my cast It's breakfast time you five pound bass
That old sun is rising That water is clear I watch my lure as it's flying through the air I see a ripple...... I hear a splash..... Lord have mercy, It's a five pound bass..
Spoken: That's a five pound bass son... Aw it's big as a god damned baby...