Karaokê Purple Gas - Zach Bryan & Noeline Hofmann

Esta música é uma versão de Purple Gas, popularizada por Zach Bryan
feat. Noeline Hofmann

Formatos incluídos:

CDG (MP3+G)
MP4
KFN
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Com sua compra, você poderá baixar o vídeo quantas vezes quiser em todos esses formatos.

Sobre

Tempo: variável (aproximadamente 75 BPM)

Tonalidade idêntica ao original: Dó

Duração: 02:58 - Visualizar: 00:33

Ano de lançamento: 2024
Estilos: Folk, Em inglês
Autor Original: Noeline Hofmann

Todo o conteúdo do nosso site é inteiramente reproduzido por nossos músicos no estúdio. Não usamos nenhuma parte das gravações originais e não fazemos uso de tecnologia de separação de stems por IA de nenhuma forma.

Letra Purple Gas

I've got plates for purple gas
'Bout the only break I catch
But I am not the kind of man to blame the dealer on a losin' hand
Have a lone star in my eye
The darker the sky the brighter it shines
Pumpjack checks and baler twine
A ton of grit or maybe it's spite
And if I weren't a flatland boy
And if I weren't a flatland boy
I'd say I have a hill
I'd say I have a hill
A hill that I will die upon
A hill that I will die upon if the climb don't get me killed if the climb don't get me killed
If there were such heights around here
If there were such heights around here for a guy to lay his pride for a guy to lay his pride
Maybe I'd rest before I died
Maybe I'd rest before I died if I weren't a flatland boy if I weren't a flatland boy
If I weren't a flatland boy
I hammer down
Hair straight back
World blurs past
Tell me how's it that
My horizon line's static
I guess at least it's a sure bet
Was taught to not throw the first fist
But if you take a hit finish that son of a bitch
In a life havin' the upper hand's a myth
Your only fightin' chance is too stubborn to quit
And if I weren't a flatland boy
And if I weren't a flatland boy
I'd say I have a hill
I'd say I have a hill
A hill that I will die upon
A hill that I will die upon if the climb don't get me killed if the climb don't get me killed
If there were such heights around here
If there were such heights around here for a guy to lay his pride for a guy to lay his pride
Maybe I'd rest before I died
Maybe I'd rest before I died if I weren't a flatland if I weren't a flatland boy
If I weren't a flatland boy
Retired rail ties, point-nine wire
Neighbor kid on the fencin' pliers
Fargo that turns over fine
At forty below if you cuss it right
A sly thumb of rye sometimes
Keep a bottle hid with the Bio-Mycin
You can dull the edge
Dull the edge
You can look ahead
You can look ahead
But can't get there
Can't get there
It goes on forever
It goes on forever
Oh it just goes on forever
You keep your head down
Keep your head down
It goes on forever
It goes on forever
But I've got plates for purple gas
I've got plates for purple gas

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