Biografia:
Horse Feathers é uma banda folk / indie de Portland, Oregon. É constituída por Justin Ringle: (Voz, Guitarra, Banjo, Percussão) e Peter Broderick: (Violino, Banjo, Mandolin, Violoncelo, Piano, Viola, Vocais, percussão e por ai vai); são acompanhados também em shows por Evan B. Harris: (Banjo Celeste, Percussão, Vocais) e Heather Broderick: (Cello Celeste, Vocais). A banda teve início em 2004, mas seu 1° álbum só foi lançado em 2006. O álbum de estreia levou o nome de "Words Are Dead"
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[Capo 5]
Bird on a Leash is a great song off of Horse Feather's 2012 album Cynic's New Year.
Am F
As crass as your mother, keen to the chance,
C G
You would live by the seat of your pants,
Am F
And you were taught you should have all things you can take,
C G
It's getting caught that makes you a thief.
Am
By the skin of your teeth.
Am F C G x 2
F C
It's true you were running for cover,
G Am
The worst of the worst was not done,
F C
You can't find comfort in any other,
G Am
Set in your ways like the sun.
Am F
Not one tune had changed like scattered leaves,
C G
All her clothes strung out on the eves.
Am F
There's a reckoning that's coming to make something right,
C G
There's a man here who's picking a fight,
Am F C
It's on like a light.
G Am
No future or history too bright.
Am F C G
F C
It's true you were running for cover,
G Am
The worst of the worst was not done,
F C
You can't find comfort in any other,
G Am
Set in your ways like the sun.
F C G Am
Shee----ee's worrying me,
F C
A bird on some leash,
G Am
Flying nowhere but dying to be.
Am F C G x 2
F C G Am x 2
F C
A bird on some leash,
G Am
Flying nowhere but dying to be.
F C
Caught by some pride,
G Am
Only virtue will get you untied.
F C G Am
F C
A bird on some leash,
G Am
Flying nowhere but dying to be.
F C G Am
Bird on a Leash is a great song off of Horse Feather's 2012 album Cynic's New Year.
Am F
As crass as your mother, keen to the chance,
C G
You would live by the seat of your pants,
Am F
And you were taught you should have all things you can take,
C G
It's getting caught that makes you a thief.
Am
By the skin of your teeth.
Am F C G x 2
F C
It's true you were running for cover,
G Am
The worst of the worst was not done,
F C
You can't find comfort in any other,
G Am
Set in your ways like the sun.
Am F
Not one tune had changed like scattered leaves,
C G
All her clothes strung out on the eves.
Am F
There's a reckoning that's coming to make something right,
C G
There's a man here who's picking a fight,
Am F C
It's on like a light.
G Am
No future or history too bright.
Am F C G
F C
It's true you were running for cover,
G Am
The worst of the worst was not done,
F C
You can't find comfort in any other,
G Am
Set in your ways like the sun.
F C G Am
Shee----ee's worrying me,
F C
A bird on some leash,
G Am
Flying nowhere but dying to be.
Am F C G x 2
F C G Am x 2
F C
A bird on some leash,
G Am
Flying nowhere but dying to be.
F C
Caught by some pride,
G Am
Only virtue will get you untied.
F C G Am
F C
A bird on some leash,
G Am
Flying nowhere but dying to be.
F C G Am
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