Biografia:
The Milk Carton Kids é um duo folk contemporâneo de Los Angeles, Califórnia. Kenneth Pattengale e Joey Ryan formaram o grupo no começo de 2011, arquivando suas carreiras solo em favor de um projeto colaborativo que focou em vocais harmonizados, violões acústicos entrelaçados e composições de raízes. Desde o começo, The Milk Carton Kids trabalharam rápido, lançando um álbum ao vivo (Retrospect) em março de 2011 e retornando três meses depois com seu primeiro álbum de estúdio, Prologue.
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Outras músicas:
- Michigan
- A Sea Of Roses
- All The Things
- As It Must Be
- Asheville Skies
- Big Time
- Broken Headlights
- Freedom
- Getaway
- Girls Gather Round
- Hear Them Loud
- Heaven
- Honey Honey
- Hope Of A Lifetime
- I Still Want A Little More
- Lake Skaneateles
- Laredo
- Like A Cloak
- Maybe Its Time
- Memoires Of An Owned Dog
- Memphis
- Milk Carton Kid
- Monterey
- New York
- No Hammer To Hold
- Nothing Is Real
- On The Mend
- One Goodbye
- Permanent
- Poison Tree
- Promised Land
- Queen Jane
- Retrospect
- Rock Roller
- Secret Of The Stars
- Secrets Of The Stars
- Shooting Shadows
- Sing Sparrow Sing
- Snake Eyes
- Stealing Romance
- The Ash And Clay
- The Jewel Of June
- There By Your Side
- Trouble In These Parts
- Undress The World
- Whisper In Her Ear
- Years Gone By
- Younger Years
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Standard Tuning
4/4 Time Signature
Intro:
F7 C F G C
C G
The mice tell bedtime stories
F C
Lullabies turned blue
E7 Am G F C
A crib song for the baby who has figured out the ruse
C G E F7
I travelled half way 'round the world to tell a story with no end
F C
The dirt under a nation
F G C
Forsaken, on the mend
Am Em F7 C
I could say that for a moment it all made perfect sense
Am Em F G
No one holding posture, nothing heaven-sent
Am Em E7 F7
Hold the hand that leads you, there's no god here to believe
F C F G C
What matters moves around us in the air we breathe.
Instrumental:
F C F G F E7 Am G F7 F C F G C
C G
There's nowhere left to sit
F C
It's the dirt ground or a broke-down bench
E7 Am F C
Four walls and a roof- they say the house that Jesus Built
C G E7 F7
A Child knows the kindness of a woman at her end
F C
In Song she found salvation
F G C
Forsaken, on the mend
Am Em F7 C
I could say that for a moment it all made perfect sense
Am Em F G
No unholy posture, nothing heaven-sent
Am Em E7 F7
Hold the hand that leads you, there's no god here to believe
F C F G C
What matters moves around us in the air we breathe
F C F G Am C
What matters moves around us in the air we breathe
F G C
In the air we breathe.
4/4 Time Signature
Intro:
F7 C F G C
C G
The mice tell bedtime stories
F C
Lullabies turned blue
E7 Am G F C
A crib song for the baby who has figured out the ruse
C G E F7
I travelled half way 'round the world to tell a story with no end
F C
The dirt under a nation
F G C
Forsaken, on the mend
Am Em F7 C
I could say that for a moment it all made perfect sense
Am Em F G
No one holding posture, nothing heaven-sent
Am Em E7 F7
Hold the hand that leads you, there's no god here to believe
F C F G C
What matters moves around us in the air we breathe.
Instrumental:
F C F G F E7 Am G F7 F C F G C
C G
There's nowhere left to sit
F C
It's the dirt ground or a broke-down bench
E7 Am F C
Four walls and a roof- they say the house that Jesus Built
C G E7 F7
A Child knows the kindness of a woman at her end
F C
In Song she found salvation
F G C
Forsaken, on the mend
Am Em F7 C
I could say that for a moment it all made perfect sense
Am Em F G
No unholy posture, nothing heaven-sent
Am Em E7 F7
Hold the hand that leads you, there's no god here to believe
F C F G C
What matters moves around us in the air we breathe
F C F G Am C
What matters moves around us in the air we breathe
F G C
In the air we breathe.
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