Gene Parsons (born April 9, 1944 in Los Angeles, California) is an American drummer, banjoist, guitarist and singer-songwriter, best known for his work with The Byrds from 1968 to 1972. Parsons was brought in by Clarence White to replace previous drummer Kevin Kelley. Parsons has also released solo albums and played in Nashville West, The Flying Burrito Brothers, and Parsons Green.
Gene Parsons is also credited with inventing the B-Bender along with Clarence White and it is often referred to as the Parsons/White B-Bender
¡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!
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Gene Parsons Sonic Bummer written by Gene Parsons
F I called the big man at the field
And I told him what he'd done
He laughed and said "Go back to bed, Eb My boys just having fun BbF My boys just having fun" F I said, "First you killed my chickens
Then you wiped out all my sheep"
He said, "Don't you know we're protecting you Eb Now go on back to sleep", BbF He said, "Go on back to sleep"
Sonic booms they killed my chickens
A sonic boom well it treed my cow
Sonic booms bust my dishes Eb Them jets are bound to get me now BbF Them jets are bound to get me now F So if you were yelled at as a boy
For slamming your screen door
And swore that you'd get back at Mom Eb If it took ten years or more BbF If it took ten years or more F Well you can join the men that fly at night
And protect us while we sleep
You can make a boom that'll kill your Mom Eb And she'll never make a peep BbF No she'll never make a peep BbF A sonic boom shocked my horses BbF Sonic boom squashed my goats BbF Sonic boom'll fry your brain Eb Until you want to slit your throat BbF Until you want to slit your throat BbF A sonic boom shocked my horses BbF Sonic boom squashed my goats BbF Sonic boom'll fry your brain Eb Until you want to slit your throat BbF Until you want to slit your throat