The Mountain Goats é o projeto musical do canto/compositor e guitarrista John Darnielle. A revista The New Yorker referiu a ele como "Melhor compositor não-hip-hop da América". No artigo de junho de 2006, revista Paste nominou Darnielle um dos "100 melhores compositores ao vivo". As letras de Darnielle são literais e repletas com imaginário com referências da literatura clássica, religião e mitologia, cultura pop, arte, e história. Outros possuem vagas referências ao seu padrasto
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!
Opening Notes ----------- This is a modified version of the original tabbed chords version. The chords are taken from this live performance of the song, seen here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z34jAB7QbPA
Chords ----------- A - 002220 C#m - 046600 D - 000232 D * - 050770 E - 022100 E* - 070990 F#m - 244222
The guitarist John adds a little riff to this chord (you should watch the video I link up top). It's played quickly right after the chord.
A * = 002220 002230 002220 002200 -----------
INTRO
AC#mD * A * AEDA AC#mD * A * AEDA
VERSE 1
AEDA I broke free on a Saturday morning, I put the pedal too the floor AEDA Headed north on Mills Avenue and listened to the engine roar
AC#mD * A * AEDA
AE My broken house behind me and good things ahead, DA a girl named Cathy wants a little of my time
AE Six cylinders underneath the hood crashing and kicking DA aha! listen to the engine whine
CHORUS AEDA I am going to make it through this year if it kills me AEDA I am going to make it though this year if it kills me
VERSE 2
I played video games in a drunken haze, I was seventeen years young Hurt my knuckles punching the machines the taste of scotch rich on my tongue
And then Cathy showed up and we hung out trading swigs from a bottle all bitter and clean locking eyes holding hands twin high maintenance machines
CHORUS
BRIDGE F#mA I drove home in the California dusk, DA I could feel the alcohol inside of me hum F#mA Pictured the look on my stepfather's face, DE ready for the bad things to come.
VERSE 3 I down shifted as I pulled into the driveway, the motor screaming out stuck in second gear The scene ends badly as you might imagine in a cavalcade of anger and fear
VERSE 3 CONT'D (this varies from the other verses)
AC#mD * E * There will be feasting and dancing in Jerusalem next year