Biografia:
Dean Brody (born August 12, 1975) is a Canadian country music artist. Signed to Broken Bow Records in 2008, Brody made his debut later that year with the single "Brothers". This song, a Top 40 country hit in both Canada and the US, is the first single from his debut album, released in 2009 under the production of Matt Rovey.
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Outras músicas:
- 8Th Day
- Angelina
- Another Mans Gold
- Beautiful Girl
- Blueberry Sky
- Bob Marley
- Bounty
- Bring Down The House
- Brothers
- Bush Party
- Canadian Girls
- Castaways
- Cattlemans Gun
- Crop Circles
- Dirt
- Dirt Road Scholar
- Flowers In Her Hands
- Four Wheel Drive
- Good Goodbye
- Gravity
- Its Friday
- Lazy Days
- Leilah
- Little Blue Volkswagen
- Little Yellow Blanket
- Love Would Be Enough
- Marianne
- Monterey
- Mountain Man
- Roll That Barrel Out
- Soggy Bottom Summer
- Sweet Lola
- Thats Your Cousin
- The Kitchen Song
- The Porch
- This Aint The Same Town
- Time
- Trail In Life
- Underneath The Apple Trees
- Undone
- Up On The Moon
- Upside Down
- Wildflower
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!
Castaways
Written & Recorded by Dean Brody
Capo on 2
[Intro]
C x 4 bars
[Verse]
F G
I feel a storm coming on and I want make it right tonight
F G
There's a tired in your eyes I can tell you're on the verge of cry- ing
F C G C
Baby, pack something warm and a couple of things you'd miss if you had to be gone for a week
F C G
Let's go find someplace you can dis- -appear till this storm passes over and your sky grows clear
[Chorus]
F C
In my arms, pretty girl, you can runaway
F C
Get lost somewhere, get stranded wait out this hurricane
F C G/B F
A broken down motel on a beach only cash where they don't ask for names
C G C
Till you get your feet back under you, baby, we can live like castaways
F C G
We can get so busy hard to tell who we are anymore
F C G
Need a long stretch of sand we can walk, build a fire, cuddle up warm
F C G C
Lay your hair in the grass let me whisper your name, take your mind off the crazy medic- ate your pain
F C G
Till the noise goes quiet and the chains go slack, baby, close your eyes its time to fall back
[Chorus]
F C
In my arms, hmmm, pretty girl, you can runaway
F C
Get lost somewhere get stranded wait out this hurricane
F C G/B F
A little seaside town carnival closed down where no- body will look for days
C G C
Till you get your feet back under you, baby, let's live like castaways
[Solo]
F C F C F G C G Am
[Bridge]
Am G/B C
Yeah, it's coming back I can see it, peeking through your smoky hair
E F G
A little hint of smile in the corner of your eyes baby come over here, come over here ---
[Chorus]
F C
In my arms, pretty girl, you can runaway
F C
Get lost out here under an old oak pier, listen to the waves
F C G/B F
A broken down motel on a beach only cash where they don't ask for names
C G C
Till you get your feet back under you, baby, we can live like castaways
F C G/B F
Empty bottles on a beach yeah just you and me we can stay out here for days
C G C
Till you get your feet back under you, baby --- let's live like castaways
[Outro]
C C C
Written & Recorded by Dean Brody
Capo on 2
[Intro]
C x 4 bars
[Verse]
F G
I feel a storm coming on and I want make it right tonight
F G
There's a tired in your eyes I can tell you're on the verge of cry- ing
F C G C
Baby, pack something warm and a couple of things you'd miss if you had to be gone for a week
F C G
Let's go find someplace you can dis- -appear till this storm passes over and your sky grows clear
[Chorus]
F C
In my arms, pretty girl, you can runaway
F C
Get lost somewhere, get stranded wait out this hurricane
F C G/B F
A broken down motel on a beach only cash where they don't ask for names
C G C
Till you get your feet back under you, baby, we can live like castaways
F C G
We can get so busy hard to tell who we are anymore
F C G
Need a long stretch of sand we can walk, build a fire, cuddle up warm
F C G C
Lay your hair in the grass let me whisper your name, take your mind off the crazy medic- ate your pain
F C G
Till the noise goes quiet and the chains go slack, baby, close your eyes its time to fall back
[Chorus]
F C
In my arms, hmmm, pretty girl, you can runaway
F C
Get lost somewhere get stranded wait out this hurricane
F C G/B F
A little seaside town carnival closed down where no- body will look for days
C G C
Till you get your feet back under you, baby, let's live like castaways
[Solo]
F C F C F G C G Am
[Bridge]
Am G/B C
Yeah, it's coming back I can see it, peeking through your smoky hair
E F G
A little hint of smile in the corner of your eyes baby come over here, come over here ---
[Chorus]
F C
In my arms, pretty girl, you can runaway
F C
Get lost out here under an old oak pier, listen to the waves
F C G/B F
A broken down motel on a beach only cash where they don't ask for names
C G C
Till you get your feet back under you, baby, we can live like castaways
F C G/B F
Empty bottles on a beach yeah just you and me we can stay out here for days
C G C
Till you get your feet back under you, baby --- let's live like castaways
[Outro]
C C C
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