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Video Karaoke Liedje The Day Of My Return - Mike Denver

Deze opname is een cover van The Day Of My Return beroemd gemaakt door Mike Denver

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

Heeft hetzelfde tempo als het originele: 117.91 BPM

Op dezelfde toonhoogte als het origineel: E

Tijdsduur: 03:31 - Preview aan: 00:45

Release datum: 2010
Genres: Keltisch, Country, Engels
Originele schrijver: Charlie Winston

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

Lyrics The Day Of My Return

My name is John O'Reilly and my father worked the fields
In the hills of old Killarney where I helped him turn the wheels
My arms grew hard as iron for a boy of seventeen
And I used my fists for gamblin'
In those wet Killarney streets
Well the ship left for America and I took my pack aboard
Said goodbye to my dear Ireland
Said a prayer to my dear Lord
Well I fought those sorry guineas in the kitchen they called Hell
And I fought them for their dollars and those guineas paid me well
Fare thee well fair Dover fare thee well your seasons turn
My pockets will be jinglin' on the day of my return the day of my return
Well I fought in New York city and I fought the Jersey shores my gut stayed full of whiskey
And my bed stayed full of whores
They called my right a cannon-ball my left they called the same
And I left them all a-lyin' half in blood and half in shame
Well I met a man on thirty two and he stuck out his hand
And he offered me a thousand if I'd fall before his man
But I said it could be done but only for another two
And he smiled at me and nodded as I stuck it in my shoe
Fare thee well fair Dover fare thee well your seasons turn
My pockets will be jinglin' on the day of my return the day of my return
Well they rang the bell two times before I let him have my nose
And I let him work my left until my eye was swollen closed
Then I let loose a right that they still talk about today for that guinea didn't know that I had bet the other way
Well they covered every dock and every port there on the coast
Looking for the double-crosser who had turned into a ghost
But I was on a train my friend that rode the other way
And I'll sail from California back to Dublin one fine day
Fare thee well fair Dover fare thee well your seasons turn
My pockets will be jinglin' on the day of my return the day of my return
Fare thee well fair Dover fare thee well your seasons turn
My pockets will be jinglin' on the day of my return the day of my return

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