Joe Purdy é um cantor/compositor folk do Arkansas, que já gravou dez álbuns no total, mas apenas sete foram liberados à venda pública.
Os membros da banda de Joe Purd são: Brian Wright, Willy C. Golden, Al Sgro, e Deacon.
Os álbuns de Purdy, Paris in the Morning e You Can Tell Georgia venderam juntos 80,000 downloads online mundialmente. Seu catálogo de músicas já foi vendido mais de 200,000 downloads mundialmente.
Quatro anos de trabalho duro!Neste mês de maio fizemos quatro anos no ar. Continuamos trabalhando na divulgação deste maravilhoso instrumento, obrigado por participar da nossa história!
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Faketown By Joe Purdy (http://www.joepurdy.com) From the album The Sessions from Motor Ave.
Tabbed by Kevin ([email protected]) Check out the Unofficial Joe Purdy Transcription site at www.kevin.cafe150.com
G#m: 466444 E: x79997 B: 799877 B/Bb: 6998xx
G#mEBB/Bb
BEBG#mEB
G#mEB Billy's been driving all night, he's got a dream B/Bb Wants to live up on the big screen G#mEBB/Bb Just like Jimmy Dean, he's got his jacket on, and his hair combed just right G#mEBB/Bb There's a hundred just like him in audition lines tonight B I wish the walls would come down EB/Bb I wish the walls would come down BG#mEB/Bb I wish the walls would come down on what's left of this faketown
Rosemary's driving downtown, something that she heard from some talent scout
She's been working all day just to pay for those pictures to be done up in the right way
And it was such a shame when he said that she was just another pretty face
Said no one ever gets no where without shaking it here or there
Honey life ain't fair
I wish the walls would come down
I wish the walls would come down
I wish the walls would come down on what's left of this faketown
This faketown
G#mB Well you can fix your face, you can fix your hair EB/Bb You can fix you body, with this needle here G#mB They want to walk around like a pack of wolves EB/Bb And they tell you you ain't good enough
And it ain't your fault, they say it ain't your time
You just weren't cut out for the big time
And don't you try to be yourself
'Cause things like that, they never sell G#mEBB/Bb I wish the walls would come down (x10)
I wish the walls would come down on what's left of this faketown