Karaoké Alabama Pines - Jason Isbell

Cet enregistrement est une reprise de Alabama Pines rendu célèbre par Jason Isbell

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CDG (MP3+G)
MP4
KFN
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Ce format est compatible avec le lecteur de karaoké KaraFun Windows Player. Il permet d'ajouter ou retirer les choeurs, le guide vocal, changer le tempo, la tonalité...

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À propos

Avec choeurs (au choix dans la version KFN)

Tempo : variable (environ 100 BPM)

Tonalité identique à l'original : Mi

Durée : 03:50 - Extrait à : 02:31

Date de sortie : 2011
Styles : Country, En anglais
Auteur-Compositeur : Michael Jason Isbell

Les titres à télécharger sont des playbacks bande orchestre, et non la musique originale.

Paroles Alabama Pines

Well I moved into this room if you could call it that a week ago
I never do what I'm supposed to do
I hardly even know my name anymore
When no one calls it out it kinda vanishes away
I can't get to sleep at night
The parking lot's so loud and bright
The A.C. hasn't worked in twenty years
Probably never made a single person cold
But I can't say the same for me
I've done it many times
Somebody take me home through those Alabama pines
You can't drive through Talladega on a weekend in October 'cos head up north to Jacksonville
Cut around and over
Watch your speed in Boiling Springs
They ain't got a thing to do
They'll get you every time
Somebody take me home through those Alabama pines
Somebody take me home through those Alabama pines
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh ho oh oh
If we pass through on a Sunday better make a stop at Wayne's
It's the only open liquor store north and I can't stand the pain
Of bein' by myself without a little help on a Sunday afternoon
Well I needed that damn woman like a dream needs gasoline
And I tried to be some ancient kind of man
One that's never seen the beauty in the world
But I tried to chase it down
Tried to make the whole thing mine
Somebody take me home through those Alabama pines
Somebody take me home through those Alabama pines
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh ho oh oh
I've been stuck here in this town if you could call it that a year or two
I never do what I'm supposed to do
I don't even need a name anymore
When no one calls it out it kinda vanishes away
No one gives a damn about the things
I give a damn about
The liberties that we can't do without seem to disappear like ghosts in the air
When we don't even care it truly vanishes away

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