Biografía:
Blitzen Trapper es un grupo de folk/rock experimental procedente de Portland, Oregon. Con claras influencias de Beck y Wilco, ésta banda debutó en 2003 con un disco homónimo que se situó inmediatamente entre lo más destacado en la escena del country alternativo estadounidense. Posteriormente han grabado los discos Field Rexx (2004), Wild Mountain Nation (2007) y Furr (2008).
Sus miembros son Eric Earley (voces, guitarra, teclados); Erik Menteer (guitarra
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Otras canciones:
- Black River Killer
- Furr
- God and Suicide
- Across The River
- American Goldwing
- Astronaut
- Badgers Black Brigade
- Big Black Bird
- Country Caravan
- Dont Be A Stranger
- Dragons Song
- Drive On Up
- Evening Star
- Ever Loved Once
- Fletcher
- Girl In A Coat
- God Suicide
- Gold For Bread
- Heaven And Earth
- Jericho
- Lady On The Water
- Laughing Lover
- Lonesome Angel
- Love Grow Cold
- Love The Way You Walk Away
- Might Find It Cheap
- Mission Moon
- My Home Town
- Not Your Lover
- Rebel
- Reno
- Saturday Nite
- Sci
- Silver Moon
- Sleepytime In The Western World
- Stolen Shoes And A Rifle
- Stranger In A Strange Land
- Taking It Easy Too Long
- Texaco
- The Man Who Would Speak True
- The Tree
- Thirsty Man
- Valley Of Death
- Wild Mountain Nation
- Wild Mountain Nation Live Acoustic
- Wind Dont Always Blow
¡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!
[Intro]
Am D
Am D
Am G
D
[Verse 1]
Am D
I know what it means to get knocked down drunk,
Am D
I was lying in a bush by the coal,
Am
where the river runs deep
G
& the demons don't sleep
D
& the water's obscured by the smoke.
Am D
Well I drug myself to the river's edge
Am D
& I drank like a dog on the sand.
Am
It burned my tongue,
G
my whole head gets spun
D
& I stood on the stone
D
& I spoke to the wind and the rain.
[Bridge]
Am D
Am D
[Chorus]
Am D
Said I know what it means to get left for dead,
Am D
when the saints rise up at the sound.
Am
When the spirits don't move in
G
their chains and the shoes
D
& the crack of the guns all around.
Am D
I know how it is to get all dressed up,
Am D
where nobody would know where to go.
Am
With a fifth in your vest,
G
& some pills on your tongue
D
& a gun looking out across
the Valley of the Shadow below, oh.
[Bridge]
Am D
Am D
[Verse 2]
Am
Well I preached to the bums
D
and I preached to the birds
Am D
til the crowd had started to form.
Am
My disciples that came,
G
through the wind and the rain
D
& the rags in their jackets all torn.
Am D
Well I prophesized of the things to come
Am D
& I jumped like a bug on a wall,
Am
til my head it was through
G
with the river's strange brew
D
& I sunk to my knees, in the breeze,
Am
& I started to pray,
D
I said hey!
Am D
You know I ain't got a dang thing to say,
Am G
with a head full of booze and nothing to loose
D
for a creature was made out of clay, hey!
[Bridge]
Am D
Am D
[Chorus]
Am D
Said I know what it means to get left for dead,
Am D
when the saints rise up at the sound.
Am
When the spirits don't move in
G
their chains and the shoes
D
& the crack of the guns all around.
Am D
I know how it is to get all dressed up,
Am D
where nobody would know where to go.
Am
With a fifth in your vest,
G
& some pills on your tongue
D
& a gun looking out across
the Valley of the Shadow below, oh.
Am D
Am D
Am G
D
[Verse 1]
Am D
I know what it means to get knocked down drunk,
Am D
I was lying in a bush by the coal,
Am
where the river runs deep
G
& the demons don't sleep
D
& the water's obscured by the smoke.
Am D
Well I drug myself to the river's edge
Am D
& I drank like a dog on the sand.
Am
It burned my tongue,
G
my whole head gets spun
D
& I stood on the stone
D
& I spoke to the wind and the rain.
[Bridge]
Am D
Am D
[Chorus]
Am D
Said I know what it means to get left for dead,
Am D
when the saints rise up at the sound.
Am
When the spirits don't move in
G
their chains and the shoes
D
& the crack of the guns all around.
Am D
I know how it is to get all dressed up,
Am D
where nobody would know where to go.
Am
With a fifth in your vest,
G
& some pills on your tongue
D
& a gun looking out across
the Valley of the Shadow below, oh.
[Bridge]
Am D
Am D
[Verse 2]
Am
Well I preached to the bums
D
and I preached to the birds
Am D
til the crowd had started to form.
Am
My disciples that came,
G
through the wind and the rain
D
& the rags in their jackets all torn.
Am D
Well I prophesized of the things to come
Am D
& I jumped like a bug on a wall,
Am
til my head it was through
G
with the river's strange brew
D
& I sunk to my knees, in the breeze,
Am
& I started to pray,
D
I said hey!
Am D
You know I ain't got a dang thing to say,
Am G
with a head full of booze and nothing to loose
D
for a creature was made out of clay, hey!
[Bridge]
Am D
Am D
[Chorus]
Am D
Said I know what it means to get left for dead,
Am D
when the saints rise up at the sound.
Am
When the spirits don't move in
G
their chains and the shoes
D
& the crack of the guns all around.
Am D
I know how it is to get all dressed up,
Am D
where nobody would know where to go.
Am
With a fifth in your vest,
G
& some pills on your tongue
D
& a gun looking out across
the Valley of the Shadow below, oh.
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