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Karaoké Ballad of a Southern Man - Whiskey Myers

Cet enregistrement est une reprise de Ballad of a Southern Man rendu célèbre par Whiskey Myers

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 74 BPM)

Tonalité identique à l'original : Sol

La chanson commence a cappella

Durée : 03:46 - Extrait à : 02:07

Date de sortie : 2011
Styles : Country, Rock, En anglais
Auteurs-Compositeurs : John Jeffers, Cody Cannon, Leroy Powell, Gary Brown, Cody Alan Tate

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

Paroles Ballad of a Southern Man

My first rifle was a two fourty three
Papa gave Daddy and
Daddy gave to me
And they taught me how to shoot with a steady hand
I guess that's something you don't understand
Now I grew up on a prison farm
Sneaking pulls of shine from a mason jar
Used to go fishing out of pickle creek dam
But I guess that's something you don't understand
Grandma's in the kitchen
Papa's drunk past dawn
We sit out on the front porch
Just a pickin' on the songs
And there's blood on the table
'Cos we work for what we have
And I was raised in this land
I guess that's something you don't understand
I still fly that southern flag
Whistling Dixieland enough to brag
And I know all the words to Simple Man
I guess that's something you don't understand
I pledge my allegiance the original way
Say Merry Christmas not Happy Holidays
I can't change my ways
I know who I am
I guess that's something you don't understand
Grandma's in the kitchen
Papa's drunk past dawn
We sit out on the front porch
Just a pickin' on the songs
And there's blood on the table
'Cos we work for what we have
And I was raised in this land
I guess that's something you don't understand
They'll grind us up in a big machine
They'll feed us all on the same beliefs
Holy dollar and a credit card
But we got a way of doing things
And no banker's gonna steal from me
They wanna tear it all apart
Grandma's in the kitchen
Papa's done passed on
We sit out on the front porch
Just a pickin' on the songs
And there's a Bible on the table 'cos he bled for what we have
And that's the ballad of a southern man
I guess that's something you don't understand
My first rifle was a two fourty three
Papa gave Daddy and
Daddy gave to me

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