The Grange's lyrics & chords

Old heartachin’ country drifting out of a lo-fi radio. A less then full bottle of bourbon, set between friends and the night fightin’ back the sun. That’s the start of it all...at a broken table in a ramshackle little home, lovingly referred to as The House of Bourbon. Eventually it breached the confines of that dingy basement, watch your head, and began to take on a life of it’s own; sounding like the devil formed a band and played a revival. With good reviews on their debut, all but sold out, cd Whisky River, the boys are...read more