Biografia:
Uma banda americana de Nashville, com uma formação tradicional de bluegrass (violão, banjo, bandolim, violino, baixo-acústico), essa banda não foge muito do som que os veteranos faziam há já um bocado de tempo, mas também não é igual a nada que tenhamos ouvido. Entre baladas e músicas animadas eles conseguem não só cativar os já adeptos do country e bluegrass, como atrair atenção de pessoas totalmente alheias ao estilo.
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Outras músicas:
- Carry Me Back To Virginia
- Cc Rider
- Cocaine Habit
- Down Home Girl
- Humdinger
- I Hear Them All
- Take Em Away
- Tell It To Me
- Wagon Wheel
- 8 Dogs 8 Banjos
- Aint It Enough
- Alabama High
- Alibi
- Back To New Orleans
- Big Sciota
- Big Time In The Jungle
- Black Haired Quebecoise
- Bobcat Tracks
- Bootleggers Boy
- Brushy Mountain Conjugal Trailer
- Caroline
- Cocaine Habit Blues
- Country Gal
- Crazy Eyes
- Dance With Somebody
- Dearly Departed Friend
- Deportee
- Dixieland Delight
- Dont Ride That Horse
- Fall On My Knees
- Firewater
- Flicker And Shine
- Genevieve
- Gods Got It
- Half Mile Down
- Half Mile Down Guitar Lead
- Hard To Love
- Heart Up In The Sky
- Hesitation Blues
- Highway Halo
- Homecoming Party
- James River Blues
- Levi
- Lift Him Up
- Lonesome Road Blues
- Look Away
- Marys Kitchen
- Mean Enough World
- Methamphetamine
- Minglewood Blues
- Mississippi Saturday Night
- Motel In Memphis
- Mother Church
- My Bones Are Gonna Rise Again
- My Bones Gon Rise Again
- My Good Gal
- New Virginia Creeper
- Next Go Round
- O Cumberland River
- Old Hickory
- Poor Man
- Ruby Ridge
- Shack 9
- Silver Dagger
- Steppin Out
- Sweet Amarillo
- Sweet Home
- Tear It Down
- Tennessee Bound
- Tennessee Pusher
- That Evening Sun
- Thatll Be A Better Day
- The Greatest Hustler Of All
- The Warden
- This Land Is Your Land
- Trials And Troubles
- Trouble That Im In
- Union Maid
- Waiting For Delete
- Ways Of Man
- We Dont Grow Tobacco
- Were All In This Together
- Whirlwind
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Song: Big Time in the Jungle
Album: O.C.M.S.
Tabbed by A Rolling Stone
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[Verse 1]
D C G
Down in Eutaw, Alabama in Nineteen Sixty-Five
D
A young man ‘bout 21,
C G
no different than you or I
Am
He’s catchin’ catfish,
D
and gettin’ drunk
Am
But Uncle Sam called,
D
he called him up,
G
Sent him out to Vietnam,
Am
That young man,
D
Got his life turned upside down,
Turned his smile into a frown,
Robbed that king of his crown,
G
For an ideal he didn’t even know about,
[Verse 2]
He was gamblin’ at the wagon,when that army man showed up,
And he flashed that pen and paper,
And ole Fukie he signed up,
There’s gonna be a big time,
In the jungle,
Gonna be a firefight,
Gonna be a rumble,
Send me out to Vietnam,
I’ll fight ten men,
I got nothin’ left in the States for me,
I wanna see the world you see,
I know that Uncle Sam needs me,
To fight for an ideal I know nothing about.
[Verse 3]
Oh the drop point was dusty and the drill sergeant was loud,
And he could not see the corpses,
for the ragin’ dust cloud
Grab your duffle bags,
head to the checkpoint
Welcome to Vietnam boys,
you’re in for a hell of a fight,
Take it from the ones who know.
The army moves slow,
Hurry up and wait,
don’t sleep late,
And learn to hate your brother,
Before you hate your foe,
[Verse 4*]
On patrol out in the rice fields,
Them choppers flew low,
Glancing for the hand signal,
To tell you where to go,
Then the bombs started fallin’
And they pounded his brain,
And he thought about Eutaw ,
And who was to blame,
For sendin’ him to Vietnam,
*This verse ends earlier than the rest of the verses, but still utilizes the same
chord progression albeit a few chords shorter.
Album: O.C.M.S.
Tabbed by A Rolling Stone
[email protected]
[Verse 1]
D C G
Down in Eutaw, Alabama in Nineteen Sixty-Five
D
A young man ‘bout 21,
C G
no different than you or I
Am
He’s catchin’ catfish,
D
and gettin’ drunk
Am
But Uncle Sam called,
D
he called him up,
G
Sent him out to Vietnam,
Am
That young man,
D
Got his life turned upside down,
Turned his smile into a frown,
Robbed that king of his crown,
G
For an ideal he didn’t even know about,
[Verse 2]
He was gamblin’ at the wagon,when that army man showed up,
And he flashed that pen and paper,
And ole Fukie he signed up,
There’s gonna be a big time,
In the jungle,
Gonna be a firefight,
Gonna be a rumble,
Send me out to Vietnam,
I’ll fight ten men,
I got nothin’ left in the States for me,
I wanna see the world you see,
I know that Uncle Sam needs me,
To fight for an ideal I know nothing about.
[Verse 3]
Oh the drop point was dusty and the drill sergeant was loud,
And he could not see the corpses,
for the ragin’ dust cloud
Grab your duffle bags,
head to the checkpoint
Welcome to Vietnam boys,
you’re in for a hell of a fight,
Take it from the ones who know.
The army moves slow,
Hurry up and wait,
don’t sleep late,
And learn to hate your brother,
Before you hate your foe,
[Verse 4*]
On patrol out in the rice fields,
Them choppers flew low,
Glancing for the hand signal,
To tell you where to go,
Then the bombs started fallin’
And they pounded his brain,
And he thought about Eutaw ,
And who was to blame,
For sendin’ him to Vietnam,
*This verse ends earlier than the rest of the verses, but still utilizes the same
chord progression albeit a few chords shorter.
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