Biografía:
Sons of Bill are a country rock band from Charlottesville, Virginia, that formed in the fall of 2005. At its core are brothers James, Sam, and Abe Wilson, the sons of Bill Wilson, the source of the band's name. The brothers returned to Virginia from very different paths in life to form a band based in the country music they grew up learning from their father while bringing along their interests in rock and jazz to influence their sound.
James Wilson plays acoustic guitar and is the band's lead vocalist.
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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!
RADIO CAN'T REWIND
Sam Wilson
Capo IV
F C
Days they run like in on pages, stained with coffee, blurred with tears and rain
F C
Some song about a lover leaving, a broken heart of troubadour that's run away
G F C
Stories tread a beaten path of worn out lines and feelings already talked about
G F G
Trade the song in for a single and a chance to see your name up on those charts
Am G C F
So you go back home to find that magic line
G
Better sell it off the first time that you spin it
C
'Cause radio can't re wind
F C
Back out on this bus my back is tired, my head is hanging low
F C
So sick of all this talk from men who've never lived a day of what they say they know
G F C
But echoes of those singers past can soothe my aching heart and help my soul to rest
G F G
They fell upon the needle with the thought that they could be the very best
Am G C F
So you go back home, to find that long lost rhyme
G
It all comes to be a distant memory
C
'Cause radio can't re wind
Am E7 Am C F
Oh, they'd sing for the loss of every thing
Cm C
'Cause we know we'll never have that time a gain
Am G C F
So you go back home to find that long lost time
G
The years all go like songs that came be fore you
C
And radio can't re wind
Sam Wilson
Capo IV
F C
Days they run like in on pages, stained with coffee, blurred with tears and rain
F C
Some song about a lover leaving, a broken heart of troubadour that's run away
G F C
Stories tread a beaten path of worn out lines and feelings already talked about
G F G
Trade the song in for a single and a chance to see your name up on those charts
Am G C F
So you go back home to find that magic line
G
Better sell it off the first time that you spin it
C
'Cause radio can't re wind
F C
Back out on this bus my back is tired, my head is hanging low
F C
So sick of all this talk from men who've never lived a day of what they say they know
G F C
But echoes of those singers past can soothe my aching heart and help my soul to rest
G F G
They fell upon the needle with the thought that they could be the very best
Am G C F
So you go back home, to find that long lost rhyme
G
It all comes to be a distant memory
C
'Cause radio can't re wind
Am E7 Am C F
Oh, they'd sing for the loss of every thing
Cm C
'Cause we know we'll never have that time a gain
Am G C F
So you go back home to find that long lost time
G
The years all go like songs that came be fore you
C
And radio can't re wind
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