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Karaoké We Rode In Trucks - Luke Bryan

Cet enregistrement est une reprise de We Rode In Trucks rendu célèbre par Luke Bryan

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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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À propos

Avec choeurs (au choix dans la version KFN)

Tempo : 73.01 BPM

Tonalité identique à l'original : Mi

Durée : 04:04 - Extrait à : 02:22

Date de sortie : 2007
Styles : Country, En anglais
Auteurs-Compositeurs : Luke Bryan, Jim McCormick, Roger Alan Murrah

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

Paroles We Rode In Trucks

Down where I was born it was heaven on earth
The Flint River washes that red Georgia dirt
The sun sets slow and the stars shine bright
We raised cotton and corn a little cane and kids
You either lived on a farm or wished you did
Jesus always walked close by our side
Where I grew up we rode in trucks
There's a lot about life we learned on a bus
How to lie how to fight how to kiss how to cuss
The closer we sat to the back the smarter we got
We were poor we were ugly we were all best friends
White eyed baptized and still wantin' to sin
Thank God we get more than just one shot
Where I grew up we rode in trucks
That's us haulin' hay in the field with the radio on
That's us headin' straight into town when the work is done
In my mind I can still see us now
Ridin' down Buck Island Road it wasn't that long ago
We thought tobacco and beer in a can
Was all it would take to be like our old man
Then I saw how it made my momma cry
It was huntin' and fishin' and football games
Then it was girls and everything changed
Fallin' in and out of love we rode in trucks
That's us with our tailgates down in the parking lot
That's us with mud on our tires when it rained a lot
In my mind I can still see us now
Ridin' down Buck Island Road it wasn't that long ago
It's a part of my soul yeah it's a part of my soul
Down where I was born it was heaven on earth
The Flint River washes that red Georgia dirt
The sun sets slow and the stars shine bright
Where I grew up we rode in trucks

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