Biografía:
Scott Biram, también conocido como Scott H. Biram o SHB, (nacido el 04 de abril de 1974 en Lockhart, Texas).- Es aficionado a la barbacoa, cerveza Lone Star; whisky; pollos; al blues a la música bluegrass y al heavy metal..- Antes de convertirse en un hombre-orquesta, formo parte de una banda de punk (Los Thangs), y de 2 bandas de bluegrass.-
Discografia.-
¦This is Kingsbury?' (KnuckleSandwich Records, 2000)
¦Preachin' & Hollerin' (KnuckleSandwich Records, 2002]
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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!
C G Am F
C G C F C
[Verse 1]
C G
Well I've been living out the back of a beat up ol' 'seventy-two ford
Am F
And I've been spending all my money on some worn out two dollar whore
C G
'nd you might think it's funny but I don't think its fair
Am F
That that ol' two timing headache could ever get herself anywhere
[Chorus]
C G
Well get on up, come on down
Am F
See the nicest piece o' real estate to ever grace this town
C G
Yeah she's my woman, you can see her every night
Am F
Just dancing, looking wicked till the early morning light
C G
Yeah she's my babe, she's my broken piece of ass
Am F C
She's my number one undercover lover but she been running way too fast for way too long
G C F C
Come on down, take a good look at my bad dream
[Verse 2]
C G
Well I like making money, honey but I sure don't like to work
Am F
When I could be down here just sinnin' wiping beer stains on my shirt
C G
And if you see ol' Ben Franklin won'tcha send his love my way
Am F
I ain't seen him in a month or two since my paycheck up and walked away
C G
And over in the land of the good looking they're still reeling in the years
Am F
And we're just over here standing looking crooked just bleeding in our tears
C G C F C
So get on up come on down take a good long look at my bad dream
[Solo]
C G Am F
C G C F C
[Verse 3]
C G
Well its hard to take a handout from a friend looks just like me
Am F
'cept his legs have both been broken and his eyes can barely see
C G
And somewhere way up on the high road where there's nothing in the way
Am F
You can't do nothing but piss off the concrete on the ones that showed you the way
C G C F C
But that's alright, it's just another broken piece of my bad dream
[Verse 4]
C G
Well I guess I'll see you friend somewhere closer to the truth
Am F
When the bars are closin' down tonight when my words just ain't no use
C G
Guess I'm just talking to a stranger, guess I'm just pissin' in the wind
Am F
Guess I'm just lonely, 'n' crippled, 'n' angry 'till I get on my feet again
[Chorus]
C G
Well get on up come on down
Am F
To the nicest piece of real estate to ever grace this town
C G
'cause she's my woman, yeah you can see her every night
Am F
Just dancing, lookin' wicked till the early morning light
C G
Yeah she's my babe, she's my broken piece o' ass
Am F C
She's my number one undercover lover but she been running way too fast for way too long
G C
Yeah come on down take a good long look at my bad dream
C G Am F
C G C F C
C G C F C
[Verse 1]
C G
Well I've been living out the back of a beat up ol' 'seventy-two ford
Am F
And I've been spending all my money on some worn out two dollar whore
C G
'nd you might think it's funny but I don't think its fair
Am F
That that ol' two timing headache could ever get herself anywhere
[Chorus]
C G
Well get on up, come on down
Am F
See the nicest piece o' real estate to ever grace this town
C G
Yeah she's my woman, you can see her every night
Am F
Just dancing, looking wicked till the early morning light
C G
Yeah she's my babe, she's my broken piece of ass
Am F C
She's my number one undercover lover but she been running way too fast for way too long
G C F C
Come on down, take a good look at my bad dream
[Verse 2]
C G
Well I like making money, honey but I sure don't like to work
Am F
When I could be down here just sinnin' wiping beer stains on my shirt
C G
And if you see ol' Ben Franklin won'tcha send his love my way
Am F
I ain't seen him in a month or two since my paycheck up and walked away
C G
And over in the land of the good looking they're still reeling in the years
Am F
And we're just over here standing looking crooked just bleeding in our tears
C G C F C
So get on up come on down take a good long look at my bad dream
[Solo]
C G Am F
C G C F C
[Verse 3]
C G
Well its hard to take a handout from a friend looks just like me
Am F
'cept his legs have both been broken and his eyes can barely see
C G
And somewhere way up on the high road where there's nothing in the way
Am F
You can't do nothing but piss off the concrete on the ones that showed you the way
C G C F C
But that's alright, it's just another broken piece of my bad dream
[Verse 4]
C G
Well I guess I'll see you friend somewhere closer to the truth
Am F
When the bars are closin' down tonight when my words just ain't no use
C G
Guess I'm just talking to a stranger, guess I'm just pissin' in the wind
Am F
Guess I'm just lonely, 'n' crippled, 'n' angry 'till I get on my feet again
[Chorus]
C G
Well get on up come on down
Am F
To the nicest piece of real estate to ever grace this town
C G
'cause she's my woman, yeah you can see her every night
Am F
Just dancing, lookin' wicked till the early morning light
C G
Yeah she's my babe, she's my broken piece o' ass
Am F C
She's my number one undercover lover but she been running way too fast for way too long
G C
Yeah come on down take a good long look at my bad dream
C G Am F
C G C F C
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