Biografía:
The Shires, who formed in 2013, are a UK country pop duo composed of singer-songwriters Ben Earle and Crissie Rhodes. They hail from Hertfordshire and Bedfordshire. Ben sings vocals and plays guitar and Bedford native Crissie Rhodes shares lead vocals.
The duo fittingly took the band name in order to maintain an English identity and take a small part of England back to America. "Shire" is the original term for what is usually now known as a county in the United Kingdom.
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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!
[Intro]
Am F C G
Am F C G
[Verse]
Am F C G
Packing up all these boxes
Am F C G
Blowing dust off memories
Am F C G
Every little thing I seem to find
Am G F
Is one less look at you and me
Am F C G
A few old CDs at the bottom
Am F C G
I turn one over to find our song
Am F C G
And there's a t-shirt that the band signed, that night
Am G F
I always wondered where it had gone
[Chorus]
C Em F
If anyone else opened this box
C Em
They'd see for themselves
F
It's just a pile of old junk
Am Em Am Em F
But to me, everything in there is a secret memory
Am C G
It's all that I have left of you and me
F G Am F
But to anyone else, they're just other people's things
[Verse]
Am F C G
There's the shoes I wore on our first date
Am F C G
A photo of us in the snow down town
Am F C G
That old pair of jeans you used to hate
Am G F
So full of holes but I wouldn't throw them out
Am G F
It's hard to see these things when you don't need me now
[Chorus]
C Em F
If anyone else opened this box
C Em
They'd see for themselves
F
It's just a pile of old junk
Am Em Am Em F
But to me, everything in there is a secret memory
Am C G
It's all that I have left of you and me
F G
But to anyone else, they're just other people's things
[Instrumental]
Am F C G
Am F C G
Am F G
[Chorus]
C Em F
If anyone else opens this box
C Em
And helps themself
F F G
To whatever they want
Am Em Am Em F
Well I hope everything in there is a better memory
Am C G
Better than they were for you and me
F
'Cause when I close this box
C
They're not our's anymore
Am G F
If there's no you and me
Am F C G
They're just other people's things
Am F C
They're just other people's things
Am F C G
Am F C G
[Verse]
Am F C G
Packing up all these boxes
Am F C G
Blowing dust off memories
Am F C G
Every little thing I seem to find
Am G F
Is one less look at you and me
Am F C G
A few old CDs at the bottom
Am F C G
I turn one over to find our song
Am F C G
And there's a t-shirt that the band signed, that night
Am G F
I always wondered where it had gone
[Chorus]
C Em F
If anyone else opened this box
C Em
They'd see for themselves
F
It's just a pile of old junk
Am Em Am Em F
But to me, everything in there is a secret memory
Am C G
It's all that I have left of you and me
F G Am F
But to anyone else, they're just other people's things
[Verse]
Am F C G
There's the shoes I wore on our first date
Am F C G
A photo of us in the snow down town
Am F C G
That old pair of jeans you used to hate
Am G F
So full of holes but I wouldn't throw them out
Am G F
It's hard to see these things when you don't need me now
[Chorus]
C Em F
If anyone else opened this box
C Em
They'd see for themselves
F
It's just a pile of old junk
Am Em Am Em F
But to me, everything in there is a secret memory
Am C G
It's all that I have left of you and me
F G
But to anyone else, they're just other people's things
[Instrumental]
Am F C G
Am F C G
Am F G
[Chorus]
C Em F
If anyone else opens this box
C Em
And helps themself
F F G
To whatever they want
Am Em Am Em F
Well I hope everything in there is a better memory
Am C G
Better than they were for you and me
F
'Cause when I close this box
C
They're not our's anymore
Am G F
If there's no you and me
Am F C G
They're just other people's things
Am F C
They're just other people's things
The Shoes
The Shore
The Shorts
The Shouting Mat (...)
The Showdown
The Silentreatme (...)
The Silhouettes
The Silos
The Silver Brumb (...)
The Silver Bulle (...)