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Karaoké The Ballad of Lucy Jordan - Marianne Faithfull (Thelma & Louise)

Cet enregistrement est une reprise de The Ballad of Lucy Jordan rendu célèbre par Marianne Faithfull
Extrait du film Thelma & Louise

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...

Votre achat vous permet de télécharger cette vidéo dans tous ces formats, et ce sans limite.

À propos

Avec choeurs (au choix dans la version KFN)

Tempo : variable (environ 121 BPM)

Tonalité identique à l'original : Mi

Durée : 03:54 - Extrait à : 01:57

Date de sortie : 1979
Styles : Pop, Synthpop, Musique de films et séries TV, En anglais
Auteur-Compositeur : Shel Silverstein

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

Paroles The Ballad of Lucy Jordan

The morning sun touched lightly on the eyes of Lucy Jordan
In a white suburban bedroom in a white suburban town
And she lay there 'neath the covers
Dreaming of a thousand lovers
'Till the world turned to orange
And the room went spinning round
At the age of thirty-seven she realized she'd never ride
Through Paris in a sports car
With the warm wind in her hair
So she let the phone keep ringing
As she sat there softly singing
Pretty nursery rhymes she'd memorized in her daddy's easy chair
Her husband he's off to work and the kids are off to school
And there were oh so many ways for her to spend her days
She could clean the house for hours or rearrange the flowers
Or run naked through the shady street screaming all the way
At the age of thirty-seven she realized she'd never ride
Through Paris in a sports car with the warm wind in her hair
So she let the phone keep ringing
As she sat there softly singing
Pretty nursery rhymes she'd memorized in her daddy's easy chair
The evening sun touched gently on the eyes of Lucy Jordan
On the rooftop where she climbed
When all the laughter grew too loud
And she bowed and curtsied to the man
Who reached and offered her his hand
And he led her down to the long white car that waited past the crowd
At the age of thirty-seven she knew she'd found forever
As she rode along through Paris with the warm wind in her hair

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