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Karaokê Joey on the Fiddle - Michael English

Esta música é uma versão de Joey on the Fiddle, popularizada por Michael English

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MP4
KFN
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Sobre

Com coros (com ou sem vozes na versão KFN)

Tempo idêntico ao original: 200 BPM

Tonalidade idêntica ao original: Ré♭, Mi, Fá, Sol

Duração: 03:29 - Visualizar: 01:33

Ano de lançamento: 2018
Estilos: Country, Em inglês
Autor Original: Michael Thomas English

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Letra Joey on the Fiddle

Well I was born just two doors down from Joey Kate and Mary
Their parents died when they were young and none of them had married
They lived in a shack in the great outback and life was pretty simple
And each new day we walked to the strings of Joey on the fiddle
Now he'd come down each Sunday morn to sample momma's cooking
He'd gulp a shot of moonshine down when she wasn't looking
Sometimes she would catch him but he'd say it is essential
For aches and pains and more than that it helps me play the fiddle
So won't you play that fiddle for me Joey?
Won't you play that fiddle one more time?
Won't you play that fiddle for me Joey?
'Cos you sure can play it mighty fine
Now Joey was just five feet tall his face like buck skin leather
And he wore a coat and hob nailed boots in every kind of weather
He'd play all kinds of music serenading every nation
But mouths would drop when he would stop and play the Mason's apron
So won't you play that fiddle for me Joey?
Won't you play that fiddle one more time?
Won't you play that fiddle for me Joey?
'Cos you sure can play it mighty fine
So if you go to San Antone for roses by the dozen
Or if you're down in dixie and you're bow is out of resin
Just two-step up to Tulsa to the other side of town
I'm sure you'll find old Joey playing boiling 'em cabbage down
Then came the day that he would have to go and meet his maker
I hitched a ride the day he died and left this place forever
But sometime when
I dream at night
I think when I was little
In that small shack in the great outback with Joey on the fiddle
So won't you play that fiddle for me Joey?
Won't you play that fiddle one more time?
Won't you play that fiddle for me Joey?
'Cos you sure can play it mighty fine
'Cos you sure can play it mighty fine oh play it Joey
Oh play it Joey
Well mouths would drop when we would watch old Joey on the fiddle

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