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But I am undaunted. I will try again. The Old Kit Bag is Thompson's second solo album out from under Froom's baleful presence, and maybe I just needed more convincing that he's himself again, or the self I wanted him to be. The title suggests a fond tour of familiar lanes, and this is at least half accurate. "Gethsemane" invokes omens of religion and faith (from "Calvary Cross" to "Bathsheba ...
With her tongue down my throat. And I feel so good, and I feel so good. Oh I feel so good I'm going to. Break somebody's heart tonight. They made me pay for the things I've done. Now it's my turn to have all the fun. Well I feel so good I'm going to. Break somebody's heart tonight. And I feel so good, I feel so good.
14 de feb. de 2024 · Geffen, 1989. February 14, 2024 Graeme Tait Classic Americana Albums, Features 8. By the time her eponymous debut solo album was released during the summer of 1989 Maria McKee was still only 24 years old, and yet for close on a decade she had become the voice and the face, of the new cowpunk music scene. Along with her band Lone Justice she was ...
(Maria McKee) from the album "Maria McKee", 1989 ===== Music/Lyrics: Richard Thompson, 1972 Transcribed and submitted by Lars Pettersson Dec, 1997 Intro riff: D Am F C, or D Am F C e-|--0--2 ...
If you don't take me out of here. I'll surely lose my miind. She was a rare thing. Fine as a beeswing. So fine a breath of wind might blow her away. She was a lost child. She was running wild, she said. As long as there's no price on love, I'll stay. And you wouldn't want me any other way.
A-beggin' on mountain or hill. But I'm ready and blind with my hands tied behind. I've neither a mind nor a will. With her scheming, idle ways. She left me poor enough. The storming wind cut through to my skin. But she cut through to my blood. It's bitter the need of the poor ditching boy.
Oh, the last bus has gone Or maybe I'm wrong, it just doesn't exist And the words that flew between me and you I must be crossed off your list So I'm walking the long miles home I don't mind losing you In fact I feel better each step of the way In the dark, I rehearse all the right things to say I'll be home, I'll be sober by break of day ...
