Biografía:
Nacida en Massachusetts, Lori McKenna es una cantante folk de Estados Unidos. Tras cuatro discos independientes (Paper Wings And Halos, Pieces Of Me, The Kitchen Tapes y Bittertown) McKenna fue reclutada por Faith Hill y Tim McGraw, abriendo varios de sus conciertos y sacando el disco "Unglamorous" en el 2008 a través del sello Warner.
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Otras canciones:
- A Mother Never Rests
- Afternoons
- All A Woman Wants
- All I Ever Do
- All These Things
- Always Want You
- American Revolver
- Beautiful Man
- Better With Time
- Bible Song
- Buy This Town
- Confetti
- Cowardly Lion
- Deserving Song
- Drinkin Problem
- Fake Plastic Trees
- Falter
- Fireflies
- Girl Like Me
- Giving Up On Your Hometown
- God Never Made One Of Us To Be Alone
- God Will Thank You
- Good Marriage
- Grown Up Now
- Halfway Home
- Hardly Speaking A Word
- How Romantic Is That
- How To Be Righteous
- How To Survive
- Humble And Kind
- I Know You
- If He Tried
- If Whiskey Were A Woman
- If You Ask
- Im Not Crazy
- Instead
- Its Easy When You Smile
- Jealousy
- Ladders And Parachutes
- Leaving This Life
- Like Patsy Would
- Lone Star
- Lorraine
- Love Can Put It Back Together
- Love To Be Cruel For
- Make Every Word Hurt
- Mars
- Monday Afternoon
- Mr Sunshine
- My Love Follows You Where You Go
- My Sweetheart
- Never Be Back
- Never Die Young
- Not In This Life
- Numbered Doors
- Old Men Young Women
- One Man
- Paper Wings And Halo
- Paying The Price
- People Get Old
- Pieces Of Me
- Pink Sweater
- Pour
- Rocket Science
- Rose Of Jericho
- Rubys Shoes
- Salt
- Shouting
- Silver Bus
- Smaller And Smaller
- Starlight
- Susanna
- Swallows Me Whole
- Sweet Disposition
- Take Me With You When You Go
- Thats How You Know
- The Bird And The Rifle
- The Lot Behind St Marys
- The Luxury Of Knowing
- The Most
- The Other Boys
- The Time Ive Wasted
- This Fire
- Three Kids No Husband
- Time Ive Wasted
- Time Ive Wasted On You
- Unglamorous
- We Were Cool
- Whats One More Time
- Witness To Your Life
- Would You Love Me Then
- Wreck You
- Written Permission
- You Are Loved
- You Get A Love Song
- Your Next Lover
¡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!
[Intro]
(Asus2) -- (G) -- (Asus2) -- (G) -- (D) -- (Asus2)
Asus2
Colors confuse you
Light in your eyes will abuse you
G Asus2
You are weak and hollow
G D Asus2
Blinded by beliefs that I cannot swallow
Asus2
The world will condemn you
Your beliefs will release but never defend you
G Asus2
You are cold but you boil
G D Asus2
You are lower than dirt but not worth the soil
G Asus2
So believe in your self
G Asus2
Because far behind the bars you'll have nobody else
G D
And the hall to a dead man's cell is long
Asus2 Em7
But I'll be the one in the pink sweater
D Asus2
Dancing around when you're gone
Asus2
So tell me what were you thinking?
Can't blame it on drugs, can't blame it on drinking
G Asus2
Can't say we'll for give it
G D Asus2
Cross burning and blazes for the worst kind of bigot
G Asus2
So believe in your self
G Asus2
Because far behind the bars you'll have nobody else
G D
And the hall to a dead man's cell is long
Asus2 Em7
And I'll be the one in the pink sweater
D Asus2
Dancing around when you're gone
Em7
Yeah I'll be the one in the pink sweater
D Asus2
Dancing around when you're gone
G Asus2
And the martyrs run like thieves
G Asus2
While hang men dangle from trees
G Asus2
But you won't feel a thing
D Asus2
I can't be lieve that your last name is King
G Asus2 G D Asus2
. . . . . .
Asus2
But I heard God
I heard God's black
So what you gonna do when you're up against that?
G Asus2
Think He's got a noose ready for you?
G D Asus2
Think He's got a chain and a truck and He's bullshit at you?
G Asus2
So believe in your self
G Asus2
Because far behind the bars you'll have nobody else
G D
And the hall to a dead man's cell is long
Asus2 Em7
But I'll be the one in the pink sweater
D Asus2
Dancing around when you're gone
Em7
Yeah I'll be the one in the pink sweater
D
Dancing around
Asus2
I'll be dancing around when you're gone
(Asus2) -- (G) -- (Asus2) -- (G) -- (D) -- (Asus2)
Asus2
Colors confuse you
Light in your eyes will abuse you
G Asus2
You are weak and hollow
G D Asus2
Blinded by beliefs that I cannot swallow
Asus2
The world will condemn you
Your beliefs will release but never defend you
G Asus2
You are cold but you boil
G D Asus2
You are lower than dirt but not worth the soil
G Asus2
So believe in your self
G Asus2
Because far behind the bars you'll have nobody else
G D
And the hall to a dead man's cell is long
Asus2 Em7
But I'll be the one in the pink sweater
D Asus2
Dancing around when you're gone
Asus2
So tell me what were you thinking?
Can't blame it on drugs, can't blame it on drinking
G Asus2
Can't say we'll for give it
G D Asus2
Cross burning and blazes for the worst kind of bigot
G Asus2
So believe in your self
G Asus2
Because far behind the bars you'll have nobody else
G D
And the hall to a dead man's cell is long
Asus2 Em7
And I'll be the one in the pink sweater
D Asus2
Dancing around when you're gone
Em7
Yeah I'll be the one in the pink sweater
D Asus2
Dancing around when you're gone
G Asus2
And the martyrs run like thieves
G Asus2
While hang men dangle from trees
G Asus2
But you won't feel a thing
D Asus2
I can't be lieve that your last name is King
G Asus2 G D Asus2
. . . . . .
Asus2
But I heard God
I heard God's black
So what you gonna do when you're up against that?
G Asus2
Think He's got a noose ready for you?
G D Asus2
Think He's got a chain and a truck and He's bullshit at you?
G Asus2
So believe in your self
G Asus2
Because far behind the bars you'll have nobody else
G D
And the hall to a dead man's cell is long
Asus2 Em7
But I'll be the one in the pink sweater
D Asus2
Dancing around when you're gone
Em7
Yeah I'll be the one in the pink sweater
D
Dancing around
Asus2
I'll be dancing around when you're gone
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