Biografia:
Adam Carroll was born and raised in Texas, a state that has produced more than a few singer/songwriters with an uncanny ability to read the souls and touch the hearts of their listeners. With Far Away Blues, his debut album for Blue Corn Music, Adam Carroll joins the short list of down- home storytellers able to take the everyday events of ordinary lives and turn them into deeply moving, and often quite humorous, songs. Far Away Blues is more introspective
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Outras músicas:
- Amandas Song
- Bernadine
- Black Flag Blues
- Blondie And Dagwood
- Bubble Gum Or Bad Karma
- Caine River Blues
- Errols Song
- Gulf Coast Losers
- Highway Prayer
- Home Again
- Hunters Song
- Karaoke Cowboy
- Lacy
- Mr Snowcone Man
- Oklahoma Gypsy Shuffler
- Ol Milwaukees Best
- Pokin Around In The Ashes
- Race Car Joe
- Red Bandana Blues
- Rice Birds
- Rosemarys Song
- Silver Lakeside
- Smoky Mountain Taxi
- South Of Town
- The Dirty South
- The Girl With The Dirty Hair
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Adam Carroll - Errol's Song
D G
Mr. Errol he lives on the banks of Lake Arthur
D A
Where your windshield gets foggy, where your back roads unwind
D G
It’s a long way from Shreveport, not too far from Gueydan
D A D
And it’s close to the home that I left behind
D A D
Yah it’s close to the home that I left behind
D G
Mr. Errol’s a father, he’s a farmer, he’s a hunter
D A
And he talks to the ducks and the geese and the blind
D G
He works hard for the lives that he helps to make better
D A D
And he lives by the graveyard of the rusted combines
CHORUS:
G D
And he held my hand when my boots got too heavy
G D A
With the mud from the rice fields coming to my behind
D G D
We set out the decoys in the dark on the levy
D A D
And we walked through the graveyard of the rusted combines
D G
There’s coffee and biscuits on the stove in the kitchen
D A
There’s a crack in the ceiling and a screened in front door
D G
And as the fog starts to settle on the banks of Lake Arthur
D A G
I can still taste the whiskey from the night just before
D A G
It’s the Crown Royal whiskey from the night just before
G D
And it’s hard to get up at five in the morning
G D A
Put your guns, put your shells, put your wine in a sack
D G
We look like some militia in our boots and our camo
D A G
With a bird dog named Milo, he’s asleep in the back
CHORUS:
G D
He held my hand when my boots got too heavy
G D A
With the mud from the rice fields coming to my behind
D G D
We set out the decoys in the dark on the levy
D A D
And we walked through the graveyard of the rusted combines
D G
The combine’s a monster, combine’s a saviour
D A
Looking down at the blades I can see heaven and hell
D G
Cold steel cut the rice crops for acres and acres
D A D
Bill how many barrels? Man I cannot tell
D A D
Bill how many dryers? Man I cannot tell
D G
D A
There’s water as far as your good eyes can see
D G
At the Lake Arthur bar all the old men get rowdy
D A D
They got bottles of whiskey that are older than me
CHORUS:
G D
He held my hand when my boots got too heavy
G D A
With the mud from the rice fields coming to my behind
D G D
We set out the decoys in the dark on the levy
D A D
And we walked through the graveyard of the rusted combines
D G
Sometimes I dream of a girl in a pickup
D A
With her window rolled down and her radio on
D G
And you look at the cypress on the Highway 190
D A D
And you give her away and you sing Jole Blon
D A D
And you give her away and you sing Jole Blon
D G
And Mr. Errol’s a good friend he never a stranger
D A
When I come back it seems like I’ve always been here
D G
There’s a sign in his kitchen it’s written in French
D A D
“If you run out of Schlitz, you’ve run out of beer”
CHORUS:
G D
He held my hand when my boots got too heavy
G D A
With the mud from the rice fields coming to my behind
D G D
We set out the decoys in the dark on the levy
D A D
And we walked through the graveyard of the rusted combines
D G
Mr. Errol he lives on the banks of Lake Arthur
D A
Where your windshield gets foggy, where your back roads unwind
D G
It’s a long way from Shreveport, not too far from Gueydan
D A D
And it’s close to the home that I left behind
D A D
Yah it’s close to the home that I left behind
D G
Mr. Errol’s a father, he’s a farmer, he’s a hunter
D A
And he talks to the ducks and the geese and the blind
D G
He works hard for the lives that he helps to make better
D A D
And he lives by the graveyard of the rusted combines
CHORUS:
G D
And he held my hand when my boots got too heavy
G D A
With the mud from the rice fields coming to my behind
D G D
We set out the decoys in the dark on the levy
D A D
And we walked through the graveyard of the rusted combines
D G
There’s coffee and biscuits on the stove in the kitchen
D A
There’s a crack in the ceiling and a screened in front door
D G
And as the fog starts to settle on the banks of Lake Arthur
D A G
I can still taste the whiskey from the night just before
D A G
It’s the Crown Royal whiskey from the night just before
G D
And it’s hard to get up at five in the morning
G D A
Put your guns, put your shells, put your wine in a sack
D G
We look like some militia in our boots and our camo
D A G
With a bird dog named Milo, he’s asleep in the back
CHORUS:
G D
He held my hand when my boots got too heavy
G D A
With the mud from the rice fields coming to my behind
D G D
We set out the decoys in the dark on the levy
D A D
And we walked through the graveyard of the rusted combines
D G
The combine’s a monster, combine’s a saviour
D A
Looking down at the blades I can see heaven and hell
D G
Cold steel cut the rice crops for acres and acres
D A D
Bill how many barrels? Man I cannot tell
D A D
Bill how many dryers? Man I cannot tell
D G
D A
There’s water as far as your good eyes can see
D G
At the Lake Arthur bar all the old men get rowdy
D A D
They got bottles of whiskey that are older than me
CHORUS:
G D
He held my hand when my boots got too heavy
G D A
With the mud from the rice fields coming to my behind
D G D
We set out the decoys in the dark on the levy
D A D
And we walked through the graveyard of the rusted combines
D G
Sometimes I dream of a girl in a pickup
D A
With her window rolled down and her radio on
D G
And you look at the cypress on the Highway 190
D A D
And you give her away and you sing Jole Blon
D A D
And you give her away and you sing Jole Blon
D G
And Mr. Errol’s a good friend he never a stranger
D A
When I come back it seems like I’ve always been here
D G
There’s a sign in his kitchen it’s written in French
D A D
“If you run out of Schlitz, you’ve run out of beer”
CHORUS:
G D
He held my hand when my boots got too heavy
G D A
With the mud from the rice fields coming to my behind
D G D
We set out the decoys in the dark on the levy
D A D
And we walked through the graveyard of the rusted combines
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