Songtitel: The Ghost of the Tall Pine

Songtitel: The Ghost of the Tall Pine Genre: Americana / Folk-Rock Tempo: Mittelschnell (treibender Akustik-Gitarren-Rhythmus) Strophe 1 (Gitarre setzt sanft ein, nur Grundakkorde) I left my name on a rusted fence, Between the highway and the common sense. Followed a trail that the elders knew, Where the air turns cold and the shadows grow blue. My boots are heavy with the red clay mud, I’ve got the mountain water in my blood. Pre-Chorus (Der Rhythmus wird intensiver, Schlag auf die Decke der Gitarre) And the wind starts humming a familiar tune, Under the eye of a silver moon. Chorus (Der Hit-Teil) (Volle Energie, laut singen!) Oh, take me back to the Tall Pine Trace, Where time is a memory and lost in space. I’m running from the city, I’m running from the light, To the deep dark green of the Georgia night. Yeah, find me where the whispers grow, In the only heaven that a sinner knows. Strophe 2 (Wieder etwas ruhiger, aber der Beat bleibt) They say these woods have a way of talking, To the lonely souls who keep on walking. I saw a buck with eyes like coal, Guardin’ the secret of a weary soul. I don’t need a map, I don’t need a sign, Just the smell of the needles and the sap of the pine. Bridge (Langsamer, fast wie ein Gebet) The world is loud, the world is fast, But nothing out here is built to last. Except the roots, except the stone, Except the feeling of being alone... but home. Chorus (Maximum Energie – hier könnten Geige oder Mundharmonika einsetzen) Oh, take me back to the Tall Pine Trace...