Biografia:
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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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!
The Builders and the Butchers
"Find Me In the Air"
The Builders and the Butchers
tabbed by: [email protected]
Standard tuning
G
Find me, oh find me
Find me, oh find me
C G
In the air, lord, in the air.
Find me, oh find me
Find me, oh find me
In the air, lord, in the air.
(Find me, oh find me
Find me, oh find me
In the air, lord, in the air.)
And the weight on every man
The weight is sharp and great
And he who travels long travels late
And the weight on every man
The weight is sharp and great
And he who travels long travels late
You waited your whole life,
Said you're lookin' hard for somethin'
You look so hard, and you never find nothin'
And the chances run like sand through your hand
You waited your whole life,
And you're lookin' hard for somethin'
You look so hard, and you never find nothin'
And the chances run like wind through your hair
Find me, oh find me
Find me, oh find me
In the air, lord, in the air.
Find me, oh find me
Find me, oh find me
In the air, lord, in the air.
And we had ourselves a time
Readin' the bible of the devil
And we had ourselves a time
We're burnin' the bridges to the city
You waited your whole life,
Said you're lookin' hard for somethin'
You look so hard, and you never find nothin'
And the chances run like sand through your hand
You waited your whole life,
And you're lookin' hard for somethin'
You look so hard, and you never find nothin'
And the chances run like wind through your hair
Find me, oh find me
Find me, oh find me
In the air, lord, in the air.
Find me, oh find me
Find me, oh find me
In the air, lord, in the air.
Find me, oh find me
Find me, oh find me
In the air, lord, in the air.
Find me, oh find me
Find me, oh find me
In the air, lord, in the air.
That's it ... just keep repeating the G - C - G progression
"Find Me In the Air"
The Builders and the Butchers
tabbed by: [email protected]
Standard tuning
G
Find me, oh find me
Find me, oh find me
C G
In the air, lord, in the air.
Find me, oh find me
Find me, oh find me
In the air, lord, in the air.
(Find me, oh find me
Find me, oh find me
In the air, lord, in the air.)
And the weight on every man
The weight is sharp and great
And he who travels long travels late
And the weight on every man
The weight is sharp and great
And he who travels long travels late
You waited your whole life,
Said you're lookin' hard for somethin'
You look so hard, and you never find nothin'
And the chances run like sand through your hand
You waited your whole life,
And you're lookin' hard for somethin'
You look so hard, and you never find nothin'
And the chances run like wind through your hair
Find me, oh find me
Find me, oh find me
In the air, lord, in the air.
Find me, oh find me
Find me, oh find me
In the air, lord, in the air.
And we had ourselves a time
Readin' the bible of the devil
And we had ourselves a time
We're burnin' the bridges to the city
You waited your whole life,
Said you're lookin' hard for somethin'
You look so hard, and you never find nothin'
And the chances run like sand through your hand
You waited your whole life,
And you're lookin' hard for somethin'
You look so hard, and you never find nothin'
And the chances run like wind through your hair
Find me, oh find me
Find me, oh find me
In the air, lord, in the air.
Find me, oh find me
Find me, oh find me
In the air, lord, in the air.
Find me, oh find me
Find me, oh find me
In the air, lord, in the air.
Find me, oh find me
Find me, oh find me
In the air, lord, in the air.
That's it ... just keep repeating the G - C - G progression
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