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Karaoké Sunday Mornin' Comin' Down - Kris Kristofferson

Cet enregistrement est une reprise de Sunday Mornin' Comin' Down rendu célèbre par Kris Kristofferson

Formats inclus :

CDG (MP3+G)
MP4
KFN
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Le format CDG (également appelé CD+G ou MP3+G) est compatible avec la majorité des machines karaoké. Il comprend un fichier MP3 ainsi que la synchronisation des paroles (Version Karaoké ne vend pas de CD, mais uniquement les fichiers numériques).

Ce format est reconnu par la majorité des appareils (Windows, Mac, iPhone, iPad, Android, TV Connectées...)

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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Avec choeurs (au choix dans la version KFN)

Tempo : variable (environ 79 BPM)

Tonalité identique à l'original : La

Durée : 04:39 - Extrait à : 02:06

Date de sortie : 1970
Styles : Country, En anglais
Auteur-Compositeur : Kristoffer Kristofferson

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

Paroles Sunday Mornin' Comin' Down

Well I woke up sunday morning with no way to hold my head that didn't hurt
And the beer I had for breakfast wasn't bad so I had one more for dessert
Then I fumbled through my closet for my clothes and found my cleanest dirty shirt
An' I shaved my face and combed my hair and stumbled down the stairs to meet the day
I'd smoked my brain the night before on cigarettes and songs and I'd been pickin'
But I lit my first and watched a small kid cussin' at a can that he was kicking
Then I crossed the empty street an' caught the sunday smell of someone fryin' chicken
And it took me back to somethin' that I'd lost somehow somewhere along the way
On the sunday morning sidewalks wishing Lord that I was stoned
'Cos there's something in a sunday makes a body feel alone
And there's nothin' short of dyin' half as lonesome as the sound
On the sleepin' city sidewalks sunday mornin' comin' down
In the park I saw a daddy with a laughin' little girl who he was swingin'
And I stopped beside a sunday school and listened to the song that they were singin'
Then I headed back for home and somewhere far away a lonely bell was ringin'
And it echoed through the canyons like the disappearing dreams of yesterday
On the sunday morning sidewalks wishing Lord that I was stoned
'Cos there's something in a sunday
Makes a body feel alone
And there's nothin' short of dyin' half as lonesome as the sound
On the sleepin' city sidewalks sunday mornin' comin' down
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Dooh dooh dooh dooh dooh dooh dooh

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