标题:Stone The Crow
艺人:Down
专辑:NOLA
作词:Anselmo, Keenan
制谱人:the_lasting_dose@hotmail.com
附注:
Corrected by Burymeinsmoke
(wongamusicman@hotmail.com) Using the video as a
guide, solo only slightly altered and still some minor bits
i couldn't correct (with overdubs etc as well left out)
Bass by the mighty Conor
节拍:♩ = 103
音轨:
- Guitar 1- Pepper Keenan - 爵士乐电吉他 Electric Guitar (jazz)
- Guitar 2- Kirk Windstein - 驱动音效吉他 Overdriven Guitar
- Bass- Todd Strange - 拨片拨电贝司 Electric Bass(pick)
- Drums- Jimmy Bower - 敲击乐器
注释:1 & 1/2 steps down tuning/ C#Slight overdrivethis chord is slid from the 3rd fretthis chord is slid from the 3rd fretSolo...How Lastingdose Plays it...note correctedI improvise past here, the tab just repeats the patternHarmonising nounds wicked, tho i can't really hearit in the song, on the 1993 demo tape its more obviouspick scrape thing...pick scrape thing...Slide out....Bass corrected, not sure if he uses a 5 string forthis, sounds better than it did but still not perfect1 is same note octave lowerThis bass should be the same as what guitar isthese are actually half step bends from 14these are actually half step bends from 14sounds to me like one guitar playing like thissounds to me like one guitar playing like thisthese are actually half step bends from 14sounds to me like one guitar playing like thisPep plays the solo, not Kirkthese are actually half step bends from 14Feedback builds...i just hold the 12th fret for this verse and let it feedbacksounds to me like one guitar playing like thispick scrape thing...pick scrape thing...these are actually half step bends from 14
标记:Verse 1ChorusVerse 2ChorusSoloBridgeFinal ChorusHarmonisingKiller RiffEnding
歌词:
A bout of deep depression.
Can't seem to move it forward.
My lying eyes lie awake.
Not sure what I am after.
I never died before.
Can't live what happened yesterday.
I never stoned the crow, no.
Flip through endless stories.
A life of hand-written pain.
No one can share this hurt that is mine, mine, mine.
I never died before.
Can't be what happened yesterday.
I shouldn't stone the crow, no.
Ride on!
Same old city, same old pain.
No matter how I try,
No matter what I say,
I'm blamed, I'm shamed,
I'm judged unfairly.
So now I've died before.
It feels as bad as yesterday.
I never stoned the crow, no.
You too have died before.
It's more than less of yesterday.
I never stoned the crow, stoned the crow, no, no.
