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Video Karaoke Liedje Sam Stone - John Prine

Deze opname is een cover van Sam Stone beroemd gemaakt door John Prine

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.

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Tempo: variabel (rond 67 BPM)

Op dezelfde toonhoogte als het origineel: F

Tijdsduur: 04:16 - Preview aan: 01:07

Release datum: 1971
Genres: Folk, Country, Engels
Originele schrijver: John Prine

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

Lyrics Sam Stone

Sam Stone came home to his wife and family after serving in the conflict overseas
And the time that he served had shattered all his nerves and left a little shrapnel in his knee
But the morphine eased the pain and the grass grew round his brain
And gave him all the confidence he lacked
With a Purple Heart and a monkey on his back
There's a hole in Daddy's arm where all the money goes
Jesus Christ died for nothing
I suppose
Little pitchers have big ears
Don't stop to count the years
Sweet songs never last too long on broken radios hmm
Sam Stone's welcome home didn't last too long
He went to work when he'd spent his last dime
And Sammy took to stealing when he got that empty feeling
For a hundred dollar habit without overtime
And the gold rolled through his veins like a thousand railroad trains
And eased his mind in the hours that he chose
While the kids ran around wearing other people's clothes
There's a hole in Daddy's arm where all the money goes
Jesus Christ died for nothing
I suppose
Little pitchers have big ears
Don't stop to count the years
Sweet songs never last too long on broken radios hmm
Sam Stone was alone when he popped his last balloon
Climbing walls while sitting in a chair
Well he played his last request while the room smelled just like death
With an overdose hovering in the air
But life had lost its fun
There was nothing to be done
But trade his house that he bought on the G.I. Bill
For a flag draped casket on a local heroes' hill
There's a hole in Daddy's arm where all the money goes
Jesus Christ died for nothing
I suppose
Little pitchers have big ears
Don't stop to count the years
Sweet songs never last too long on broken radios hmm

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