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Karaokê Home for a Rest - Spirit of the West

Esta música é uma versão de Home for a Rest, popularizada por Spirit of the West

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Sobre

Com coros (com ou sem vozes na versão KFN)

Tempo: variável (aproximadamente 132 BPM)

Tonalidade idêntica ao original: Dó, Ré, Lám

Duração: 04:34 - Visualizar: 01:22

Ano de lançamento: 1990
Estilos: Rock, Folk, Em inglês
Compositor: Trad
Produtor / Arranjador: Geoffrey Kelly, John Fraser Mann

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Letra Home for a Rest

You'll have to excuse me
I'm not at my best
I've been gone for a month
I've been drunk since I left
These so-called vacations will soon be my death
I'm so sick from the drink
I need home for a rest
We arrived in December and London was cold
We stayed in the bars along Charing Cross Road
We never saw nothin' but brass taps and oak
Kept a shine on the bar with the sleeves of our coats
You'll have to excuse me
I'm not at my best
I've been gone for a week
I've been drunk since I left
And these so-called vacations will soon be my death
I'm so sick from the drink
I need home for a rest
Take me home
Euston Station
The train journey North
In the buffet car we lurched back and forth
Past old crooked dykes through Yorkshire's green fields
We were flung into dance as the train jigged and reeled
You'll have to excuse me
I'm not at my best
I've been gone for a week
I've been drunk since I left
And these so-called vacations will soon be my death
I'm so sick from the drink
I need home for a rest
Take me home
By the light of the moon she'd drift through the streets
A rare old perfume
So seductive and sweet
She'd tease us and flirt as the pubs all closed down
Then walk us on home and deny us a round
You'll have to excuse me
I'm not at my best
I've been gone for a month
I've been drunk since I left
And these so-called vacations will soon be my death
I'm so sick from the drink
I need home for a rest
Take me home
Yeah
The gas heater's empty
It's damp as a tomb
The spirits we drank are now ghosts in the room
I'm knackered again
Come on sleep take me soon
And don't lift up my head 'till the twelve bells at noon
You'll have to excuse me
I'm not at my best
I've been gone for a month
I've been drunk since I left
And these so-called vacations will soon be my death
I'm so sick from the drink
I need home for a rest
Take me home

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