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Karaokê Merle Haggard Medley - The Three Amigos

Esta música é uma versão de Merle Haggard Medley, popularizada por The Three Amigos
Lista das músicas deste medley: Mama Tried, Daddy Frank (The Guitar Man) & The Fightin' Side Of Me

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Sobre

Com coros (com ou sem vozes na versão KFN)

Tempo idêntico ao original: 99.8 BPM

Tonalidade idêntica ao original: Fá, Ré

Duração: 03:52 - Visualizar: 01:12

Ano de lançamento: 2012
Estilos: Country, Em inglês
Autor Original: Merle Haggard

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Letra Merle Haggard Medley

The first thing
I remember knowing was a lonesome whistle blowing
And a young man's dream of growing up to ride
On a freight train leaving town
Not knowing where I'm bound
And no one could change my mind but mama tried
One and only rebel child from a family meek and mild
My mama seemed to know what lay in store
Despite all my
Sunday learning
Towards the bad
I kept on turning
'Till mama couldn't hold me anymore
And I turned twenty-one in prison doing life without parole
Well no one could steer me right but mama tried mama tried
Mama tried to raise me better but her pleading I denied
That leaves only me to blame 'cos mama tried
Daddy Frank played the guitar and the french harp
Sister played the ringing tambourine
Mama couldn't hear our pretty music
She read our lips and helped the family sing
That little band was all a part of living
And our only means of living at the time
And it wasn't like no normal family combo
'Cos daddy Frank the guitar man was blind
Frank and mama counted on each other
Their one and only weakness made them strong
Mama did the driving for the family while Frank made a living with a song
Home was just a camp along the highway
A pick-up bed was where we bedded down
Don't ever once remember going hungry
But I remember mama cooking on the ground
I hear people talkin' bad about the way they have to live here in this country
Harpin' on the wars we fight and gripin' 'bout the way things oughta be
And I don't mind 'em switchin' sides and standin' up for things they believe in
When they're runnin' down my country man they're walkin' on the fightin' side of me
They're walkin' on the fightin' side of me
Yeah runnin' down the way of life our fightin' men have fought and died to keep
If you don't love it, leave it
Let this song that I'm singin' be a warnin'
When you're runnin' down my country man
You're walkin' on the fightin' side of me
If you're runnin' down my country house you're walkin' on the fightin' side of me

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