Biografía:
The Builders and the Butchers consist of:
Ryan Sollee: vocals/guitar
Harvey Tumbleson: mandolin/banjo
Ray Rude: percussion
Justin Baier: percussion
Willy Kunkle: bass
Info taken from CDbaby.com: Ryan Sollee: “I moved toPortland in the fall of 2003 from Alaska with my band at the time The Born Losers, which played rockandroll/punk. After playing a ton of shows and a bit of touring with a lot of expectation it was time to try something new. During
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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!
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The Builders and the Butchers - Bringin' Home the Rain
[Intro]
|A5 | % | % | % |C C/B |G |A5 | % | x2
[Verse]
Am
blood-shot your eyes drop
G
and the skin's all wearing thin
C
there's no one here to tell you about the depth of the water
Am
or the trouble that you're in
Am
you're dancin' with your demons baby
G
you forgot your former lie
C
and it was hard swimmin' once
C Am
and now you're daily divin' in
[Chorus]
Am
and I'm bringin' home the rain
Am
there's no supper on the table
C C/B G
and my feet are in the flame
G Am
I'm drying out again
[Intermezzo]
|C C/B |G |Am | % | x2
[Verse]
Am G
all your kin have all gone on to fields all bathed in sun
C Am
and the only things left in your possession is an empty bottle and a gun
Am G
and the weekends come and go like tides and they soak you to the neck
C Am
and pretty soon the weekdays are all the same
[Chorus]
Am
and I'm bringin' home the rain
(I'm bringin' home the rain)
Am
there's no supper on the table
(no supper on the table)
Am C C/B G
and my feet are in the flame
Am
I'm drying out again
Am
I'm bringin' home the rain
(I'm bringin' home the rain)
Am
a baby's cryin' in a cradle
(baby's cryin' in a cradle)
C C/B G
and my feet are in the flame
Am
I'm drying out again
[Intermezzo]
|C C/B |G |Am | % | x2
[Verse]
Am
evil are the demons that haunt you
G
forgetting what it was that they taught you
C
and now there's no one left to stop you
Am
or to catch you when you drop
Am
you're evil as the demons that haunt you
G
forgetting what it was that they taught you
C
and now there's no one left to stop you
Am
or to catch you when you drop
Am
you're evil as the demons that haunt you
G
forgetting what it was that they taught you
C
but now there's no one left to stop you
Am
or to catch you when you when you
when you when your
Am
blood-shot your eyes drop
G
and the skin's all wearing thin
C
there's no one here to tell you about the depth of the water
Am
or the trouble that you're in
Am
you're dancin' with your demons baby
G
you forgot your former life
C
and it was hard swimmin' once
C
and now you're daily divin' in
A5 A5 A5 A5
[Chorus]
Am
and I'm bringin' home the rain
(I'm bringin' home the rain)
Am
there's no supper on the table
(no supper on the table)
C C/B G
and my feet are in the flame
Am
I'm drying out again
Am
I'm bringin' home the rain
(I'm bringin' home the rain)
A
a baby's cryin' in a cradle
(baby's cryin' in a cradle)
Am C C/B G
and my feet are in the flame
Am
I'm drying out again
Am
and I'm bringin' home the rain
Am
(I'm bringin' home the rain)
Am
there's no supper on the table
(no supper on the table)
C C/B G
and my feet are in the flame
Am
oh, the ceiling's closin' in
The Builders and the Butchers - Bringin' Home the Rain
[Intro]
|A5 | % | % | % |C C/B |G |A5 | % | x2
[Verse]
Am
blood-shot your eyes drop
G
and the skin's all wearing thin
C
there's no one here to tell you about the depth of the water
Am
or the trouble that you're in
Am
you're dancin' with your demons baby
G
you forgot your former lie
C
and it was hard swimmin' once
C Am
and now you're daily divin' in
[Chorus]
Am
and I'm bringin' home the rain
Am
there's no supper on the table
C C/B G
and my feet are in the flame
G Am
I'm drying out again
[Intermezzo]
|C C/B |G |Am | % | x2
[Verse]
Am G
all your kin have all gone on to fields all bathed in sun
C Am
and the only things left in your possession is an empty bottle and a gun
Am G
and the weekends come and go like tides and they soak you to the neck
C Am
and pretty soon the weekdays are all the same
[Chorus]
Am
and I'm bringin' home the rain
(I'm bringin' home the rain)
Am
there's no supper on the table
(no supper on the table)
Am C C/B G
and my feet are in the flame
Am
I'm drying out again
Am
I'm bringin' home the rain
(I'm bringin' home the rain)
Am
a baby's cryin' in a cradle
(baby's cryin' in a cradle)
C C/B G
and my feet are in the flame
Am
I'm drying out again
[Intermezzo]
|C C/B |G |Am | % | x2
[Verse]
Am
evil are the demons that haunt you
G
forgetting what it was that they taught you
C
and now there's no one left to stop you
Am
or to catch you when you drop
Am
you're evil as the demons that haunt you
G
forgetting what it was that they taught you
C
and now there's no one left to stop you
Am
or to catch you when you drop
Am
you're evil as the demons that haunt you
G
forgetting what it was that they taught you
C
but now there's no one left to stop you
Am
or to catch you when you when you
when you when your
Am
blood-shot your eyes drop
G
and the skin's all wearing thin
C
there's no one here to tell you about the depth of the water
Am
or the trouble that you're in
Am
you're dancin' with your demons baby
G
you forgot your former life
C
and it was hard swimmin' once
C
and now you're daily divin' in
A5 A5 A5 A5
[Chorus]
Am
and I'm bringin' home the rain
(I'm bringin' home the rain)
Am
there's no supper on the table
(no supper on the table)
C C/B G
and my feet are in the flame
Am
I'm drying out again
Am
I'm bringin' home the rain
(I'm bringin' home the rain)
A
a baby's cryin' in a cradle
(baby's cryin' in a cradle)
Am C C/B G
and my feet are in the flame
Am
I'm drying out again
Am
and I'm bringin' home the rain
Am
(I'm bringin' home the rain)
Am
there's no supper on the table
(no supper on the table)
C C/B G
and my feet are in the flame
Am
oh, the ceiling's closin' in
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