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Buzzard's Roost
8
Folk-Rock
Buzzard's Roost foi lançado em 22 de agosto de 2025 por The Imaginaries Music LLC como parte do álbum Fever
album cover
ÁlbumFever
Data de lançamento22 de agosto de 2025
SeloThe Imaginaries Music LLC
IdiomaEnglish
Melodicidade
Acusticidade
Valence
Dançabilidade
Energia
BPM80

Créditos

INTERPRETAÇÃO
The Imaginaries
The Imaginaries
Interpretação
Shane Henry
Shane Henry
Vocais principais
Maggie McClure
Maggie McClure
Teclados
Kelvin Holly
Kelvin Holly
Guitarra elétrica
Allen Branstetter
Allen Branstetter
Trompete
Trip Bower
Trip Bower
Baixo
Rob Humphreys
Rob Humphreys
Bateria
Justin Holder
Justin Holder
Percussão
Stephen Leiweke
Stephen Leiweke
Percussão
Brad Guin
Brad Guin
Saxofone tenor
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Shane Henry
Shane Henry
Composição
Jeff Silbar
Jeff Silbar
Composição
PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA
Shane Henry
Shane Henry
Produção
Maggie McClure
Maggie McClure
Produção
Stephen Leiweke
Stephen Leiweke
Engenharia (gravação)
David Glasser
David Glasser
Engenharia (masterização)
Ryan Lipman
Ryan Lipman
Engenharia (mixagem)
Cody Simmons
Cody Simmons
Engenharia (gravação)
Everett Grant Walden
Everett Grant Walden
Engenharia (gravação)
Brad Timko
Brad Timko
Engenharia (gravação)

Letra

In the winter of 1875 Jesse and Frank were wanted dead or alive
They robbed a stagecoach in Mexico
And made off with 2 million dollars of silver and gold
They rode hard north to the Wichitas, Hot on their heels was the Pinkerton law
A blizzard hit it was cold and mean
So they buried the goods down in a secret ravine
The James gang made their getaway from the Hills to Robber’s cave
And Planned to come back when spring came ‘‘round
but Jesse met his fate when Robert Ford shot him down
A Schofield cut into a rock, a copper map marks the spot
Talismans that point the way are the only clues that still remain
And some folks claim on a starless night they swear they see a lantern light
The Ghosts of the Brothers still searching for that loot
That’s buried up there somewhere on buzzards roost
Story goes Frank came back to Fletcher town and built shotgun shack
Wore out his horses searching in vain
But he never did find the treasure again
Little towns sprang up all over the plains the trail went cold cause the roads had changed
A heart attack sent Frankie to a cold grave
But the legend Buzzard’s Roost still lives today
A Schofield cut into a rock a copper map marks the spot
Talismans that point the way are the only clues that still remain
And some folks claim on a starless night they swear they see a lantern light
The ghosts of the Brothers searching for that loot
That’s buried up there somewhere on buzzards roost
A Schofield cut into a rock a copper map marks the spot
Talismans that point the way are the only clues that still remain
And some folks claim on a starless night they swear they see a lantern light
The ghosts of the Brothers still searching for that loot
That’s buried up there somewhere on buzzards roost
Buzzards roost
Written by: Jeff Silbar, Shane Henry
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