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Wild Irish Rose Karaoke - George Jones

To nagranie jest coverem Wild Irish Rose rozsławionym przez George Jones

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CDG (MP3+G)
MP4
KFN
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About

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

Tempo: variable (around 86 BPM)

Tonacja taka jak orginał: A

Czas trwania: 04:42 - Podgląd na stronie: 01:27

Data wydania: 1998
Genres: Country, W języku angielskim
Słowa oryginalne: Bobby Braddock

Wszystkie dostępne do pobrania pliki to backing tracks, a nie oryginalne utwory.

Tekst Wild Irish Rose

They sent him to Asia to fight in a war
He came back home crazy and askin'
What for
They had him committed
Oh medals and all
To a mental hospital with rubber walls
They cut off the fundin'
Oh they cut off the lights
He hit the street runnin' that cold winter night
Now the streets are the only place he can call home
He seems oh so lonely but he's never alone
He lies there holdin' his Wild Irish Rose
This crazy old fool in the smelly old clothes
He could have had somethin' much better
God knows
Than a half-empty bottle of Wild Irish Rose
A baby named Scarlet with laughin' blue eyes has been in his wallet ah way back since sixty-five
So much was forgotten oh so far back in time way down in the bottom of a river of wine
You know they found him at Clark street
West twenty-fifth
They can't even find a heartbeat
Lord his fingers are stiff
Just like they're all frozen
He's holdin' her tight
But the habit oh it's broken
This is Roses' last night
He lies there holdin' his Wild Irish Rose but his soul's in a place where a real hero goes
Now he's got somethin' better much better
God knows
Than a half-empty bottle of Wild Irish Rose

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