Reverend Horton Heat é um trio de psychobilly/rockabilly formado em Dallas, Texas que usa o nome artístico de seu cantor/compositor, Jim Heat (nascido em 1959 em Corpus Christi, Texas).
O grupo foi formado em 1985. Por suas turnês incessantes e um show maníaco de palco, eles se estabilizaram como uma das bandas mais populares do underground norte-americano.
Formação
Integrantes atuais
* Jim "Reverend Horton" Heath: guitarra, vocais * Jimbo Wallace: baixo acústico (de 1989 até hoje)
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!
Song:Bales Of Cocaine Artist:Reverend Horton Heat Tab by:Skynyrdman58 Email:[email protected]
CFC Well, I was workin' on my farm 'bout Nighteen Eighty Two
CG Pullin' up some corn and a little carrot, too
CFC When two low-flying airplanes, 'bout a hundred feet high
CGC Dropped a bunch o' bales o' somethin', some hit me in the eye...
So I cut a bale open, an' man was I surprised Bunch o' large sized baggies, with big white rocks inside So I took a little sample to my crazy brother Joe He sniffed it up and kicked his heels, said, "Horton, that's some blow!"
Chorus:
CFC Bales of cocaine, fallin' from low-flyin' plane
CG I don't know who done dropped 'em, but I thank 'em just the same
CFC Bales of cocaine, fallin' like the pourin' rain
CGC My life changed completely by the low-flyin' planes
So I loaded up them bales in my pick-em-up truck, Headed west for Dallas, where I would try my luck I didn't have a notion if I could sell 'em there, But, thirty minutes later, I was a millionaire...
Chorus: Bales of cocaine, fallin' from low-flyin' plane I don't know who done dropped 'em, but I thank 'em just the same Bales of cocaine, fallin' like the pourin' rain My life changed completely by the low-flyin' planes
And now I am a rich man, but I'm still a farmer, too But I sold my farm in Texas, bought a farm down in Peru And when get so homesick, I think I'm goin' insane, I travel back to Texas in a low-flyin' plane...
Chorus: Bales of cocaine, fallin' from low-flyin' plane I don't know who done dropped 'em, but I thank 'em just the same Bales of cocaine, fallin' like the pourin' rain My life changed completely by the low-flyin' planes