Aclamado desde la pequeña ciudad de Moscow , Idaho, las canciones de Josh Ritter son un extraño regalo de belleza natural, intuitiva. Nacido a finales de los 70 de padres neurocientíficos, Josh se compró su primera guitarra en el K-Mart tras escuchar el clásico de Bob Dylan y Johnny Cash “Girl From the North Country”. Comenzó en el Oberlin College con la intención de seguir los pasos de sus padres científicos, pero en su lugar se descubrió componiendo la música de artistas como Gillian Welch, Townes Van Zandt y Leonard Cohen.
¡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!
A [002220] Asus2 [002200] Asus2/D [020200] F#m [244222] D [200232] E [022100] E7 [020100]
[Intro] AAsus2Asus2/D AAsus2Asus2/D
AAsus2Asus2/DAAsus2Asus2/D all the other girls here are stars—you are the Northern Lights AAsus2Asus2/DAAsus2Asus2/D they try to shine in through your curtains—you’re too close and too bright AF#m they try and they try but everything that they do DA is the ghost of a trace of a pale imitation of you
Asus2Asus2/DAAsus2Asus2/D I’ll be the one to drive you back home Kathleen this party was made with the night air and the chance that a smile will wind its way from your face to one of the boys in your line you act like you’re hip to their tricks and you’re strong but a virgin Wurlitzer heart never once had a song I’ll be the one to drive you back home Kathleen
AE and I’ll have you back by break of day F#m I’m going your way anyway D and if you’d like to come along E7 I’ll be yours for a song
AAsus2Asus2/D AAsus2Asus2/D
I know you are waiting and I know that it is not for me but I’m here and I’m ready and I’ve saved you the passenger seat I won’t be your last dance just your last goodnight every heart is a package tangled up in knots someone else tied I’ll be the one to drive you back home Kathleen
so crawl up your trellis and quietly back into your room and I’ll coast down the length of your drive by the light of the moon and the next time we meet—a new kind of hello both our hearts have a secret only both of us know ‘bout the night that I drove you back home Kathleen