Biografía:
A Thousand Horses é uma banda norte-americana de Southern Rock fundada em Nashville, Tennessee. A banda é composta por Michael Hobby (Vocal/Gaita), Bill Satcher (Guitarra/Slide), Zach Brown (Guitarra/Backing Vocals), Graham Deloach (Baixo) e Shane Lenzen (Bateria).
Em 2003, Michael Hobby e Bill Satcher se encontraram em uma loja de música em sua cidade natal, no condado de Newberry, Carolina do Sul. Os dois se tornaram bons amigos, fãs de Tom Petty and The Heartbreakers
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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!
G Am C D
[Verse 1]
G
I'm either all in or all out
Bm
I'm in the wooden pew Sunday party crowd
Em
If no one else will drink it then you know I will
C
And wake up in the morning with some Baptist guilt
[Verse 2]
G
Every tattoo's got a story to tell
Bm
Mama said she's prayin' hard to keep me outta hell
Em
But whiskey tastes better when you chase it with a beer
C
But I ain't telling nothing new to nobody here
[Chorus]
G
If I'm preachin' to the choir
Am
Raise your hands a little higher
C D
If you wanna sing along to a Saturday night revival song
G
Let me see you sparking up your lighters
Am
Pour a little payday on the fire
C
If you're a forty drinking, forty working, living the dream
D
Then you're just like me
G Am C D
And I'm preachin' to the choir
[Verse 3]
G
I ain't rich but I'm grateful
Bm
Every time I'm driving with a tank full
Em
"Simple Man" coming through the dashboard speakers
C
I'm a southern rock sinner, believer
[Chorus]
G
If I'm preachin' to the choir
Am
Raise your hands a little higher
C D
If you wanna sing along to a Saturday night revival song
G
Let me see you sparking up your lighters
Am
Pour a little payday on the fire
C
If you're a forty drinking, forty working, living the dream
D
Then you're just like me
Em Am D
And I'm preachin' to the choir
[Bridge]
C
Nothing like bourbon and the blues
G
Smoke ring hallelu's
D
Breaking our backs, bending the rules
Em
Southern dry, deep-fried, hearts of gold
C
Hell, but you already know (you already know)
C
That's right!
[Chorus]
G
If I'm preachin' to the choir
Am
Raise your hands a little higher
C D
If you wanna sing along to a Saturday night revival song
G
Let me see you sparking up your lighters
Am
Pour a little payday on the fire
C
If you're a forty drinking, forty working, living the dream
D
Then you're just like me
G
And I'm preachin' to the choir
[Outro]
Am C
Yeah, I'm preachin' to the choir
G
I'm either all in or all out
Am C D
Cause I'm preachin' to the choir
G
That's right!
[Verse 1]
G
I'm either all in or all out
Bm
I'm in the wooden pew Sunday party crowd
Em
If no one else will drink it then you know I will
C
And wake up in the morning with some Baptist guilt
[Verse 2]
G
Every tattoo's got a story to tell
Bm
Mama said she's prayin' hard to keep me outta hell
Em
But whiskey tastes better when you chase it with a beer
C
But I ain't telling nothing new to nobody here
[Chorus]
G
If I'm preachin' to the choir
Am
Raise your hands a little higher
C D
If you wanna sing along to a Saturday night revival song
G
Let me see you sparking up your lighters
Am
Pour a little payday on the fire
C
If you're a forty drinking, forty working, living the dream
D
Then you're just like me
G Am C D
And I'm preachin' to the choir
[Verse 3]
G
I ain't rich but I'm grateful
Bm
Every time I'm driving with a tank full
Em
"Simple Man" coming through the dashboard speakers
C
I'm a southern rock sinner, believer
[Chorus]
G
If I'm preachin' to the choir
Am
Raise your hands a little higher
C D
If you wanna sing along to a Saturday night revival song
G
Let me see you sparking up your lighters
Am
Pour a little payday on the fire
C
If you're a forty drinking, forty working, living the dream
D
Then you're just like me
Em Am D
And I'm preachin' to the choir
[Bridge]
C
Nothing like bourbon and the blues
G
Smoke ring hallelu's
D
Breaking our backs, bending the rules
Em
Southern dry, deep-fried, hearts of gold
C
Hell, but you already know (you already know)
C
That's right!
[Chorus]
G
If I'm preachin' to the choir
Am
Raise your hands a little higher
C D
If you wanna sing along to a Saturday night revival song
G
Let me see you sparking up your lighters
Am
Pour a little payday on the fire
C
If you're a forty drinking, forty working, living the dream
D
Then you're just like me
G
And I'm preachin' to the choir
[Outro]
Am C
Yeah, I'm preachin' to the choir
G
I'm either all in or all out
Am C D
Cause I'm preachin' to the choir
G
That's right!
A Vain Attempt
A Verbal Equinox
A Very Potter Se (...)
A Weather
A Will Away
A. Gherardi
A. P. Carter
A.A. Bondy
A.C. Newman
A.C.A.B