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Video Karaoke Liedje Bee's Wing - The Whistlin' Donkeys

Deze opname is een cover van Bee's Wing beroemd gemaakt door The Whistlin' Donkeys

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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.

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Tempo: variabel (rond 100 BPM)

Op dezelfde toonhoogte als het origineel: C

Tijdsduur: 04:43 - Preview aan: 01:50

Release datum: 2015
Genres: Keltisch, Folk, Engels
Originele schrijver: Richard Thompson

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

Lyrics Bee's Wing

I was eighteen when I came to town
They called it the Summer of Love
They were bornin' babies burnin' flags and the hawks against the doves
I took a job in the steamie way down on Cauldrum Street
And I fell in love with a laundry girl who was workin' next to me
Brown hair zig-zagged around her face and a look of half-surprise
Like a fox caught in the headlights
There was animal in her eyes
She said to me
Oh can't you see
I'm not the factory kind
And if you don't take me out of here
I'll lose my mind
She was a rare thing
As fine as a bee's wing
So fine a breath of wind might blow her away
She was a lost child
She was runnin' wild
She said So long as there's no price on love I'll stay
You wouldn't want me any other way
We busked around the market towns
Fruit pickin' down in Kent
And we could tinker pots and pans and knives wherever we went
And I said to her we'll settle down and get a few acres dug
With a fire burnin' in the hearth and babies on the rug
She said Oh man
You foolish man that surely sounds like hell
You might be lord of half the world you'll not own me as well
She was a rare thing
As fine as a bee's wing
So fine a breath of wind might blow her away
She was a lost child
She was runnin' wild
She said So long as there's no price on love I'll stay
You wouldn't want me any other way
We where campin' down the Gower one time and the work was mighty good
She wouldn't wait for the harvest
I thought we should
We where drinkin' more in those days
Our tempers reached a pitch
Like a fool I let her on her way when she took the ramblin' itch
And the last I heard she's livin' rough back on the Derby beat
And a bottle of White Horse in her pocket
A wolfhound at her feet
And they say that she got married once to a man called Romany Brown
But even a gypsy caravan was too much like settlin' down
Tthey say her rose is faded with weather and hard booze
Maybe that's the price you pay for the chain that you refuse
She was a rare thing
As fine as a bee's wing
I miss her more than ever words can say
If I could just taste all of her wildness now
If I could hold her in my arms today
I wouldn't want her any other way

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