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Broken Horses Karaoke - Brandi Carlile

To nagranie jest coverem Broken Horses rozsławionym przez Brandi Carlile

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About

Z wokalem (with or without vocals in the KFN version)

Tempo: variable (around 95 BPM)

Tonacja taka jak orginał: D

Czas trwania: 05:02 - Podgląd na stronie: 02:42

Data wydania: 2021
Genres: Rock , Country, W języku angielskim
Słowa oryginalne: Brandi Carlile, Phillip Hanseroth, Timothy Hanseroth

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Tekst Broken Horses

I wear my father's leather on the inside of my skin
I'm a tried and weathered woman but I won't be tried again
Don't think that you can come for me without your Sunday best
You had better call your priest and hope the devil gets the rest
Before I do
Ooh, and I will do
I have worn the jester's bells and I have banished with the fools
I have worshiped at the altar of the puppet master's rules
I have held my tongue too many scenes before the final act with my children in the cheap seats and a zipper on my back
Thanks to you
No thanks to you
Tethered in wide open spaces and fields that lead for miles right into the barrel of a gun
Mendin' up your fences with my horses runnin' wild
Only broken horses know to run
I have ever so politely treaded softly for your grace
I have whispered through the tears and pleaded sweetly to your face
It is time to spit you out like lukewarm water from my mouth
I will always taste the apathy but I won't pass it down
It dies with you you
Tethered in wide open spaces and fields that lead for miles right into the barrel of a gun
Mendin' up your fences with my horses runnin' wild
Only broken horses know to run
I wear my father's leather on the inside of my skin
I'm a tried and weathered woman but I won't be tried again
Don't think that you can come for me without your Sunday best
You had better call your priest and hope the devil gets the rest
Before I do
Oh, and I will do
Tethered in wide open spaces and fields that lead for miles right into the barrel of a gun yeah
Mendin' up your fences with my horses runnin' wild
Only broken horses know to run

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