Biografia:
Blue County consists of two best friends, Aaron Benward and Scott Reeves.
Aaron, who hails from Auburn, Indiana, was surrounded by music growing up. After a brief stint in college; his father Jeoffrey, a professional gospel singer, invited Aaron to tour with him. Together they played more than 130 concerts annually for several years and recorded three CD's. The experience sculpted Aaron to the techniques of duo singing, which may be one reason why he never quite hit the jackpot after leaving to seek his fortunes as a solo artist.
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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!
[Intro]
E - B/D# - C#m - A
[Verse 1]
E
Rollin around in this hotel bed awake at 3 A.M,
B/D#
Cleaning out the mini bar their ringin here again,
C#m
I've alrady called you fourteen times just to say goodnight,
A
I need to hear one more "I love you" before I doust the lights,
F#m A E
your voice, sounds like home, to me,
[Chorus]
E
I hear the dancin of the raindrops,
C#m
While we tumble in the hey loft,
Badd11
I hear you laughin at my bad jokes,
A
And singin oh so sweet,
E
I hear the creeking of the screen door,
C#m
And bare feet on our wooden floor,
Badd11
But to hear you whisper my name,
A F#m
Is all I really need, your voice,
A E
Sounds like home, to me,
[Verse 2]
E
I know you're lyin in that cotton gown, you're tryin to fall asleep,
B/D#
The phone keeps ringin off the wall, I'm sure you'll roll your eyes at me,
C#m
You know that I get fragile when I get off the farm,
A
But you keep me held together with that east Tennessee charm,
F#m A E
your voice, sounds like home, to me,
[Chorus]
E
I hear the dancin of the raindrops,
C#m
While we tumble in the hey loft,
Badd11
I hear you laughin at my bad jokes,
A
And singin oh so sweet,
E
I hear the creeking of the screen door,
C#m
And bare feet on our wooden floor,
Badd11
But to hear you whisper my name,
A F#m
Is all I really need, your voice,
A
Sounds like home,
[Bridge]
F#m A E
It's clear as a church bell, ringin a mile away,
F#m A E
The sweetest watermellon on a warm sunny day,
F#m A E
A purest homemade whiskey, as strong as a bluebird song,
F#m A
Baby keep on talkin, to me,
[Chorus/Outro]
E
I hear the dancin of the raindrops,
C#m
While we tumble in the hey loft,
Badd11
I hear you laughin at my bad jokes,
A
And singin oh so sweet,
E
The creeking of the screen door,
C#m
And bare feet on our wooden floor,
Badd11
But to hear you whisper my name,
A F#m
Is all I really need, your voice,
A
Sounds like home,
D B7 E B/D# - C#m
Oh your voice sounds like home, to me,
Badd11 A
Sounds like home,
E - B/D# - C#m - A
[Verse 1]
E
Rollin around in this hotel bed awake at 3 A.M,
B/D#
Cleaning out the mini bar their ringin here again,
C#m
I've alrady called you fourteen times just to say goodnight,
A
I need to hear one more "I love you" before I doust the lights,
F#m A E
your voice, sounds like home, to me,
[Chorus]
E
I hear the dancin of the raindrops,
C#m
While we tumble in the hey loft,
Badd11
I hear you laughin at my bad jokes,
A
And singin oh so sweet,
E
I hear the creeking of the screen door,
C#m
And bare feet on our wooden floor,
Badd11
But to hear you whisper my name,
A F#m
Is all I really need, your voice,
A E
Sounds like home, to me,
[Verse 2]
E
I know you're lyin in that cotton gown, you're tryin to fall asleep,
B/D#
The phone keeps ringin off the wall, I'm sure you'll roll your eyes at me,
C#m
You know that I get fragile when I get off the farm,
A
But you keep me held together with that east Tennessee charm,
F#m A E
your voice, sounds like home, to me,
[Chorus]
E
I hear the dancin of the raindrops,
C#m
While we tumble in the hey loft,
Badd11
I hear you laughin at my bad jokes,
A
And singin oh so sweet,
E
I hear the creeking of the screen door,
C#m
And bare feet on our wooden floor,
Badd11
But to hear you whisper my name,
A F#m
Is all I really need, your voice,
A
Sounds like home,
[Bridge]
F#m A E
It's clear as a church bell, ringin a mile away,
F#m A E
The sweetest watermellon on a warm sunny day,
F#m A E
A purest homemade whiskey, as strong as a bluebird song,
F#m A
Baby keep on talkin, to me,
[Chorus/Outro]
E
I hear the dancin of the raindrops,
C#m
While we tumble in the hey loft,
Badd11
I hear you laughin at my bad jokes,
A
And singin oh so sweet,
E
The creeking of the screen door,
C#m
And bare feet on our wooden floor,
Badd11
But to hear you whisper my name,
A F#m
Is all I really need, your voice,
A
Sounds like home,
D B7 E B/D# - C#m
Oh your voice sounds like home, to me,
Badd11 A
Sounds like home,
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