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Karaokê Sunday Mornin' Comin' Down - Kris Kristofferson

Esta música é uma versão de Sunday Mornin' Comin' Down, popularizada por Kris Kristofferson

Formatos incluídos:

CDG (MP3+G)
MP4
KFN
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O formato CDG (também chamado de CD+G ou MP3+G) é adequado para a maioria das maquinas de karaokê. Ele inclui um arquivo MP3 e a sincronização das letras.

É possível reproduzir arquivos mp4 num Mac OS X e Windows 7 por definição. Caso você use Windows XP ou Vista, voce precisa ter o Windows Media Player 12.

O programa KaraFun Windows Player lê esse formato, você pode baixar grátis. Esse eficiente formato pode armazenar múltiplas trilhas de audio adicionais e um fundo que se movimenta no ritmo da música.

Com sua compra, você poderá baixar o vídeo quantas vezes quiser em todos esses formatos.

Sobre

Com coros (com ou sem vozes na versão KFN)

Tempo: variável (aproximadamente 79 BPM)

Tonalidade idêntica ao original: Lá

Duração: 04:39 - Visualizar: 02:06

Ano de lançamento: 1970
Estilos: Country, Em inglês
Autor Original: Kristoffer Kristofferson

Todos os arquivos disponíveis para download são playbacks, e não as músicas originais.

Letra Sunday Mornin' Comin' Down

Well I woke up sunday morning with no way to hold my head that didn't hurt
And the beer I had for breakfast wasn't bad so I had one more for dessert
Then I fumbled through my closet for my clothes and found my cleanest dirty shirt
An' I shaved my face and combed my hair and stumbled down the stairs to meet the day
I'd smoked my brain the night before on cigarettes and songs and I'd been pickin'
But I lit my first and watched a small kid cussin' at a can that he was kicking
Then I crossed the empty street an' caught the sunday smell of someone fryin' chicken
And it took me back to somethin' that I'd lost somehow somewhere along the way
On the sunday morning sidewalks wishing Lord that I was stoned
'Cos there's something in a sunday makes a body feel alone
And there's nothin' short of dyin' half as lonesome as the sound
On the sleepin' city sidewalks sunday mornin' comin' down
In the park I saw a daddy with a laughin' little girl who he was swingin'
And I stopped beside a sunday school and listened to the song that they were singin'
Then I headed back for home and somewhere far away a lonely bell was ringin'
And it echoed through the canyons like the disappearing dreams of yesterday
On the sunday morning sidewalks wishing Lord that I was stoned
'Cos there's something in a sunday
Makes a body feel alone
And there's nothin' short of dyin' half as lonesome as the sound
On the sleepin' city sidewalks sunday mornin' comin' down
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