Biografía:
Joshua Hayes Carll, known as Hayes Carll, is a singer-songwriter from The Woodlands, Texas (a Houston suburb). He is currently signed to Lost Highway Records.
Carll has toured relentlessly in North America and abroad (performing over two hundred shows a year), founded a successful singer-songwriter music festival on the Gulf Coast of Texas, secured a record deal with Lost Highway Records, and has even seen his album Little Rock become the first self-released album to reach #1 on the Americana Music Chart.
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Otras canciones:
- A Bad Liver And A Broken Heart
- A Lover Like You
- Aint Enough Of Me To Go Around
- Another Like You
- Arkansas Blues
- Barroom Lament
- Be There
- Beaumont
- Beyond The Blues
- Bottle In My Hand
- Bye Bye Baby
- Chances Are
- Dont Let Me Fall
- Down The Road Tonight
- Drunken Poets Dream
- Easy Come Easy Go
- Faulkner Street
- Flowers And Liquor
- Girl Downtown
- Good While It Lasted
- Grand Parade
- Grateful For Christmas
- Hard Out Here
- Hide Me
- Highway 87
- I Dont Wanna Grow Up
- I Got A Gig
- If I May Be So Bold
- Its A Shame
- Kmag Yoyo
- Knockin Over Whiskeys
- Lets Get Drunk And Get It On
- Little Rock
- Live Free Or Die
- Long Way Home
- Naked Checkers
- Noneya
- Rivertown
- Sake Of The Song
- She Left Me For Jesus
- Sit In With The Band
- Stomp And Holler
- Take Me Away
- The Love That We Need
- The Lovin Cup
- Times Like These
- Wild As A Turkey
- Wish I Hadnt Stayed So Long
- You Leave Alone
¡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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Well, daddy joined the Air Force, said it was a good source
Danger, love, and money, but it only led to divorce
Ended up in Abilene, working at a Dairy Queen
Put me in the Army on the day that I turned seventeen
A
Here I am standin' in the desert with a gun
Thought of going AWOL but I'm too 'fraid to run
E
So I got myself a new plan, stealin' from the Taliban
Make a little money turning poppies into heroin
B7
Sergeant didn't like it so they put me in a hole
D7
I said, "It's easy shootin' when they don't know where to go"
E
Threw me on a lily pad, sent me home to NORAD
I knew I'd be in trouble but I didn't think it’d be this bad
E
Stranger wearin' all black, met me on the tarmac
Told him I was sorry but I ain't ever going back
He said, “You ain't in trouble son, learn to fight without a gun
Got a new assignment now, you're working for the Pentagon”
A
Gonna take a trip, wouldn't tell me what it's for
Gotta serve your country, gonna help us win the war
E
M.I.T. Ph.D.'s, night & day, they're testing me
Ain't what I was thinking but I'm bein' all that I can be
B7
I ain't no genius but I knew it wasn't right
D7
Eating uppers in the morning and LSD at night
E
Send me off to deep space, help 'em win the arms race
Hola mi, oh mighty, but this shit has got a funny taste
[SOLO]
E
I think I hear the countdown, hundred feet above the ground
Told me when I'm leavin' but a-nothing 'bout a-coming down
Sittin' on a bad dream, thousand pounds of gasoline
Ain't leavin' nothing but some rubble and my slipstream
A
Mama always said I should be aimin' for the moon
Never would've guessed that I'd be passin' by soon
E
How the hell'd I get here? Blastin' through the atmosphere
Drop the rocket boosters and I'm shiftin' into high gear
B7
Bowie on the system and a bottle on my knee
D7
Armstrong ain't got nothing on me
E
Hey ho, here we go, KMAG YOYO
Someone wanna get me, gotta come up where the sun don't go
[SOLO]
E
I think I see a bright light, something 'bout it ain't right
I laid down in a spaceship, woke up in a firefight
Trippin' from the morphine, came down in a bad scene
God, don't let me die here, I ain't even nineteen
A
I won't ever ask you, Lord, for anything again
I'll swear it on the Bible, Torah, Koran
E
Lyin' in a rhino track 'bout to have a heart attack
I.E.D. got to me, someone call the Medevac
B7
I need some fixin' after where it is I've been
D7
Never wanna go and try and shoot a gun again
E
Slippin' out the back door, gonna join the Peace Corps
Tell me I'm a hero now so someone else can fight this war
Note: To play the D7, just slide your B7 up three frets.
B7: x 2 1 2 0 2
D7: x 5 4 5 x 5
Well, daddy joined the Air Force, said it was a good source
Danger, love, and money, but it only led to divorce
Ended up in Abilene, working at a Dairy Queen
Put me in the Army on the day that I turned seventeen
A
Here I am standin' in the desert with a gun
Thought of going AWOL but I'm too 'fraid to run
E
So I got myself a new plan, stealin' from the Taliban
Make a little money turning poppies into heroin
B7
Sergeant didn't like it so they put me in a hole
D7
I said, "It's easy shootin' when they don't know where to go"
E
Threw me on a lily pad, sent me home to NORAD
I knew I'd be in trouble but I didn't think it’d be this bad
E
Stranger wearin' all black, met me on the tarmac
Told him I was sorry but I ain't ever going back
He said, “You ain't in trouble son, learn to fight without a gun
Got a new assignment now, you're working for the Pentagon”
A
Gonna take a trip, wouldn't tell me what it's for
Gotta serve your country, gonna help us win the war
E
M.I.T. Ph.D.'s, night & day, they're testing me
Ain't what I was thinking but I'm bein' all that I can be
B7
I ain't no genius but I knew it wasn't right
D7
Eating uppers in the morning and LSD at night
E
Send me off to deep space, help 'em win the arms race
Hola mi, oh mighty, but this shit has got a funny taste
[SOLO]
E
I think I hear the countdown, hundred feet above the ground
Told me when I'm leavin' but a-nothing 'bout a-coming down
Sittin' on a bad dream, thousand pounds of gasoline
Ain't leavin' nothing but some rubble and my slipstream
A
Mama always said I should be aimin' for the moon
Never would've guessed that I'd be passin' by soon
E
How the hell'd I get here? Blastin' through the atmosphere
Drop the rocket boosters and I'm shiftin' into high gear
B7
Bowie on the system and a bottle on my knee
D7
Armstrong ain't got nothing on me
E
Hey ho, here we go, KMAG YOYO
Someone wanna get me, gotta come up where the sun don't go
[SOLO]
E
I think I see a bright light, something 'bout it ain't right
I laid down in a spaceship, woke up in a firefight
Trippin' from the morphine, came down in a bad scene
God, don't let me die here, I ain't even nineteen
A
I won't ever ask you, Lord, for anything again
I'll swear it on the Bible, Torah, Koran
E
Lyin' in a rhino track 'bout to have a heart attack
I.E.D. got to me, someone call the Medevac
B7
I need some fixin' after where it is I've been
D7
Never wanna go and try and shoot a gun again
E
Slippin' out the back door, gonna join the Peace Corps
Tell me I'm a hero now so someone else can fight this war
Note: To play the D7, just slide your B7 up three frets.
B7: x 2 1 2 0 2
D7: x 5 4 5 x 5
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