Sleeve Karaoke - Nate Smith

To nagranie jest coverem Sleeve rozsławionym przez Nate Smith

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About

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

Tempo takie jak w orginale: 126 BPM

Tonacja taka jak orginał: C

Czas trwania: 04:24 - Podgląd na stronie: 02:10

Data wydania: 2023
Genres: Country, W języku angielskim
Słowa oryginalne: Brian Scott Alexander, Nate Smith, Noah Lubert, Mary Kutter

Cała zawartość na naszej stronie internetowej jest w całości odtwarzana przez naszych muzyków w studio. Nie używamy żadnych części oryginalnych nagrań i w żaden sposób nie korzystamy z technologii separacji stemów AI.

Tekst Sleeve

There was a girl from Tennessee brought the fires of Hell on me
She brought a long line of hurt and a world of trouble
Every door became one more wall
Goddamn, you know
I gave it my all
Oh, I tried and I tried but couldn't stop lovin' her
Some people take it for a ride
Let it rust outside like a broke-down Chevrolet
Some people keep it inside goin' out of their mind like they're high on cocaine
Oh, I wish it wouldn't just go throwin' it around like it's fool's gold
Oh, there ain't no slowin' me down
I wear mine on my sleeve
Sleeve
She drove me out of state and out of mind
And I searched for her on those West Coast nights
In every little smile and stranger passin' through
I still see her now and then in my dreams
It's like she's still callin' out to me
But I know that she's far gone
Oh, oh
Some people take it for a ride
Let it rust outside like a broke-down Chevrolet
Some people keep it inside goin' out of their mind like they're high on cocaine
Oh, I wish it wouldn't just go throwin' it around like it's fool's gold
Oh, there ain't no slowin' me down
I wear mine on my sleeve
Sleeve
I was as blue as those cop car lights
Innocent in that cell that night
She broke me down to pieces
She broke me down to pieces
I'm still pickin' up the pieces
But at least it's still beatin'
Some people take it for a ride
Let it rust outside like a broke-down Chevrolet
Some people keep it inside goin' out of their mind like they're high on cocaine
Oh, I wish it wouldn't just go throwin' it around like it's fool's gold
Oh, there ain't no slowin' me down
I wear mine on my sleeve
Sleeve
Sleeve

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