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Video Karaoke Liedje If That Ain't Country - David Allan Coe

Deze opname is een cover van If That Ain't Country beroemd gemaakt door David Allan Coe

Inbegrepen indelingen:

CDG (MP3+G)
MP4
KFN
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Het bestandsformaat CDG (ook wel genoemd CD+G or MP3+G) is geschikt voor de meeste karaokemachines. Het bevat een MP3-bestand plus de gesynchroniseerde tekst (Karaoke Versie verkoopt geen cd's, maar uitsluitend de digitale bestanden).

Het is mogelijk om zomaar MP4 bestanden op MAC OS X en Windows7 bij default af te spelen.
Als u Windows XP of Vista gebruikt, moet u gebruik maken van Windows Media Player 12.

Dit bestandsformaat is geschikt voor KaraFun Windows Player, gratis karaokesoftware. Daarmee kune je de achtergrondzang of de hoofdzang aan of uit zetten of de toonhoogte of het tempo bepalen.

Je aankoop maakt het mogelijk de video in alle formaten te downloaden zo vaak je wilt.

Over

Met achtergrondkoor (met of zonder achtergrondzang in de KFN-versie)

Tempo: variabel (rond 91 BPM)

Op dezelfde toonhoogte als het origineel: B♭

Tijdsduur: 04:54 - Preview aan: 01:32

EXPLICIETE TEKSTEN

Release datum: 1977
Genres: Country, Engels
Originele schrijver: Deborah Coe

Alle beschikbare bestanden voor download zijn backing tracks, het is niet de originele muziek.

Lyrics If That Ain't Country

The old man was covered with tattoos and scars
He got some in prison and others in bars
The rest he got working on old junk cars in the daytime
They looked like tombstones in our yard
And I never seen him when he wasn't tired and mean
He sold used parts to make ends meet
Covered with grease from his head to his feet
Cussing the sweat and the Texas heat and the skeeterz
And the neighbors said we lived like hicks
But they brung their cars for pa to fix anyhow
He was veteran-proud tried and true
He'd fought 'till his heart was black and blue
Didn't know how he'd made it through the hard times
He bought our house on the G.I. bill
But it wasn't worth all he had to kill to get it
He drank pearl in a can and Jack Daniels black
Chewed tobacco from a mail pouch sack
Had an old dog that was trained to attack sometimes
He'd get drunk and mean as a rattlesnake
And there wasn't too much that he would take from a stranger
There were thirteen kids and a bunch of dogs
House full of chickens and a yard full of hogs
I spent the summertime cutting up logs for the winter
Trying' like the devil to find the Lord
Working like a nigger for my room and board
Coal-burin' stove no natural gas
If that ain't country
I'll kiss your ass
If that ain't country it'll hair lip the pope
If that ain't country it's a damn good joke
I've seen the grand ole opry and I've met Johnny Cash
If that ain't country
I'll kiss your ass
Mama sells eggs at a grocery store
My oldest sister is a first-rate whore
Dad says she can't come home anymore and he means it
Ma just sits and keeps her silence
Sister she left because dad got violent and he knows it
Mama she's old far beyond her time
From chopping tobacco and I've seen her crying
When blood started flowing from her calloused hand and it hurt me
She'd just keep working trying to help the old man
To the end of one row and back again like always
She's been through hell since junior went to jail
When the lights go out she ain't never failed
To get down on her knees and pray because she loves him
Told all the neighbors he was off in the war fighting for freedom
He's good to the core and she's proud
Now our place was a graveyard for automobiles
At the end of the porch there was four stacks of wheels
And tires for sale for a dollar or two, cash
There was fifty holes in an old tin roof
Me and my family we was living proof
The people who forgot about poor white trash
And if that ain't country
I'll kiss your ass
If that ain't country it'll hair lip the pope
If that ain't country it's a damn good joke
I've seen the grand ole opry and I've met Johnny Cash
If that ain't country
I'll kiss your ass
I'm thinking tonight of my blue eyes
Concerning the great speckled bird
I didn't know God made honky-tonk angels
And went back to the wild side of life
Good Lord oh

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